TAKE ME HOME -- Excerpt
FIND OUT WHAT DRAWS FINN BACK TO LARA'S HOMETOWN TO CONFRONT HER PAST...
“Finn, stop! Don’t!” I cried out, tugging at my protector’s arm.
Miller wrangled up his brother and managed to awkwardly get him inside. Macon’s Cheshire grin was the last thing I saw before they disappeared into the house. Finn could not stand still and I think wanted to go all Hulk on the door and tear it apart.
“Hey,” I said in as calm of a voice as I could muster. “Let me look at you.”
He turned to me with his eyes ablaze, but I knew that hatred wasn’t directed toward me. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, plainly and a little more rationally.
I pulled his gray ball cap from his head and put my hands up to his face to make sure that he hadn’t been hurt. That was my priority right then. Luckily, Macon was too drunk to have even gotten a swing in.
“I can’t believe—” I started to say as the door opened again.
“Finn, stop! Don’t!” I cried out, tugging at my protector’s arm.
Miller wrangled up his brother and managed to awkwardly get him inside. Macon’s Cheshire grin was the last thing I saw before they disappeared into the house. Finn could not stand still and I think wanted to go all Hulk on the door and tear it apart.
“Hey,” I said in as calm of a voice as I could muster. “Let me look at you.”
He turned to me with his eyes ablaze, but I knew that hatred wasn’t directed toward me. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, plainly and a little more rationally.
I pulled his gray ball cap from his head and put my hands up to his face to make sure that he hadn’t been hurt. That was my priority right then. Luckily, Macon was too drunk to have even gotten a swing in.
“I can’t believe—” I started to say as the door opened again.
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