Finn sniffed and folded the paper back on itself, returned it to the envelope.
“Marshall maybe also has already suggested to your boss you might be taking next week off, so it wouldn’t be out of nowhere if you said yes.”
“I’m sorry.” Finn smoothed the seal on the envelope, shaking his head. “I’m not sure where to start.”
“Wherever you want.”
I hoped this had been the right decision. I looked at Daniel, who was focused on Finn like if he blinked too long, Finn would disappear.
“It…it means a lot to me that you’re close enough now with my brothers to do that,” he said slowly. “Though I’m not surprised Marshall was eager and willing to meddle.”
I huffed out a laugh under my breath.
“When I found out the two of you were engaged, this isn’t what I expected.”
“You tried to blow me off,” I reminded him.
Finn nodded, cradling my face in his hand and stroking his thumb across my cheek. I grabbed his wrist and kept his fingers pressed against my skin, the cool metal of the band on his finger quickly warming.
“I wake up glad every day you didn’t take no for an answer.”
“She loves you so much,” Daniel said, running his fingers through Finn’s hair with enough intention it drew his focus away from me. “I love you so much.”
“I love you both.” His voice cracked and we all ignored it.
“Is the ring okay?”
“More than,” Finn said.
“It means as much to us as hers does,” he explained. “As much as mine will. Your name is going to be on that certificate tomorrow, right below ours.”
“Then you’ll come to Colorado with us,” I said, hopeful. “Spend a week in a hotel room with a hot tub, cell phones off, Wi-Fi ignored.”
Finn opened his mouth to answer, but no sound came out. Before he could tell me no or offer some other protest, I grabbed his hand, raised his palm to my face and kissed the place the ring met his skin. Finn’s lashes fluttered and I took a little bit more of his finger into my mouth.
I changed the subject, smiling against the webbing of his fingers. “I cannot wait for tomorrow, but I’ve been looking forward to tonight for weeks.”
Finn managed a weak laugh. “What else can you possibly have planned, Sophie? You’ve already stripped me down to nothing.”
There was a violent kind of honesty in Finn’s confession, and I believed it more than I’d believed anything he’d said before. He was a force of nature, coming through and upending everything around him. A year ago, I’d been planning to move from Portland to LA, ready to start a new chapter of my life with Daniel. Even with our relationship being open, I’d never expected someone like Finn to come into our lives. Neither of us had planned to open our marriage, only our bed.
But then there was Finn.
And he wasn’t the only one stripped bare.
“Well, first you can take your clothes off.”
He studied me, undoing one button of his white dress shirt at a time until it was spread open entirely. He tugged the tails out from his pants and tossed his shirt on the floor. His slacks were next, then his underwear, and Finn was naked figuratively and otherwise. We all knew it, and he stroked his cock from root totip with a lazy, overhanded flick of his wrist. He tried too hard to always play it cool, but it was so easy to take him apart. Hewantedto be taken apart, wanted to trust someone enough to put him back together, and I would never not be grateful that he found that trust in me and Daniel.
“Now what?” he asked.
“Now I think I have to confess a secret to the both of you.”
Daniel’s eyes went wide and he aimed a sharp look at me. I gestured to the bed and Finn sat down, lay down. I stood, taking off my tank top and my pants, revealing nothing underneath.
“I’ve been practicing,” I admitted, climbing back onto the bed, straddling Finn and dragging my cunt up the length of his thickening erection.
Daniel tugged his shirt off and tossed it onto the pile of clothes, his eyes focused on my tits as he fumbled out of his pants.