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After he shows me around town, hopefully he’s down to show me other things, like the backseat of his truck and his bedroom. Hell, I’ll take the hallway. Finn has WSE—wall-sex energy. It’s written all over him.
Doesn’t matter that she’s so fuckable, a perfect present in a pretty bright red bow waiting to be unwrapped. Now that I know who she is, what she is, our would be date is out of the question.
"Nope, my girl Freya is." I grin and toss an arm around her shoulders nonchalantly. I basically just pissed on the ground in front of her, staking my claim, and I have no damn clue why.
On a scale of one to ten, getting trapped in my dream cabin with Finn during a blizzard is an eleven.
Finn trails the sticky candy cane over my folds and cuts his gaze up to me through hooded eyes. “You’re so wet for me.”
Forever with Finn sounds like a dream come true.
I’m not just winning Jingle Wars, I’m getting my girl.”
But what I do know is... I love you, Freya Anderson. From the second those squishy, wet, UGGs tramped into town, you stole my heart. I never stood a chance against you."
“Doctor’s orders, Harold Mayberry.” After a beat, Grams smiles and leans in to kiss Gramps on the cheek. “There, that’s the sugar you can have.”
Grinning, I remove my hands from her eyes, walk over to my spot, and drop down in front of her. I pull out the box that holds our future inside. An engagement ring that's every bit worthy of the love of my life. Gramps and I spent an entire day trip to Great Falls to pick it out and when I saw it, I instantly knew it was hers.
"Of course I'll marry you, Finn Mayberry!"
