All Chapters of Out Of Bounds: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Finley's POV I walked into the apartment holding my shoes in my hand. I was praying that Kennedy was still asleep but no such luck. She was sitting on the couch with a smug smile on her face and a cup of coffee in her hands. "I was going to get a workout in and see if you wanted to come but I'm guessing you got a workout all night long." "No workout last night. Not even close." "So, what you spent all night with him, but you didn't jump his bones, ride his long stick, smash your genitals together, I can keep going if you want." "No," I huffed, plopping down on the couch beside her. "We went to dinner and then he drove me out to the country and made a bed in the back of the pickup, and we talked a lot and we watched the stars and fell asleep." "Well, that sounds boring." "It wasn't. There's a history of looking at stars with us. It was sweet." "Did you tell him everything?" "No and I'm not going to. It won't change anything." "Maybe not, but he deserves to know. He needs to k

Finley's POV I ignored the knock on my door. I knew it was Kennedy and I didn't want to talk to her. I turned my phone off and got on the first plane home and cried my eyes out to her. I don't know why I thought I could do this. There could never be anything casual between us. I loved him but I don't know if he loves me. I know he didn't. He left me once before and he would do it again. So, this time I left him before he could leave me. "Fin," she said softly from the other side of the door, but I continued to ignore her. I knew it would do no good because three seconds later the door opened and she walked in. "Go away." "Not happening." She said as she crawled into bed with me. She didn't say anything but ran her fingers through my hair like a mother would to comfort their sick child. "I'm only going to ask this once and whatever you say stays here but are you sure that you don't want to give things another try. I know that he is in love with you. I see the way he looks at yo

Finnley's POV Tonight showed me a whole new side of Colt. I know all of the shit he went through with his parents, or lack of shit but seeing him struggling to have a relationship with his father hurt me. I would give anything to go back in time and change things, so my father was still here. If I wouldn't have left that night, things would have been so different. Maybe Colt and I would have an actual chance. I don't know what I was thinking when I came back to his place, but I knew one thing for sure, I wanted him. I wanted to show him that I did love him, but I couldn't do that. It would give him false hope and that is why we I was going to put some ground rules down first. He showed me into his apartment, and my nerves were starting to take over, and I had to get this out before I chickened out. "Colt, I need to say something, and this is my only offer I am going to give you. I want you, and I do love you," I said and I saw the hopeful look in his eyes and I was about to crush

Finley's POV I was mad at Colt, but I was even more mad at myself. I didn't want to feel this way. I didn't want to be jealous, but I hated her and I knew exactly what she was trying to do. I didn't miss the way she sized me up when she got there. "Earth to Finley," Kennedy said as I stood on the sidelines, glaring at both of them. "Sorry." "I know what is going on and I'm on your side here. I'm always on your side but this is our first game, and you need to get your head into the game and not on the whore over there." "I know you're right." I said and shook my head like I could just shake her away. Two hours later we walked off the court victoriously, but it was a hard-earned win. I had managed to ignore Colt the entire game, and I forgot about him honestly. All I knew is that I was sore and I wanted to climb back into his giant bathtub but I will not go to his apartment while she is there. I won't go near him while she is there. We all slowly made our way back to the locker

Finley's POV I left Colt so he could play in his game. I had no intentions of sneaking into the boy's bathroom with him before his game, but I couldn't pass on the opportunity. I know that last night I decided to let go of the past and to really try with him, but I've felt lighter and freer than I ever have and I want to be with him all the time. I grabbed Kennedy and a beer and headed down to our seats. I had season passes court side, but that was part of the deal with being his fake girlfriend. The owners want us at every home game. I'm not going to complain because I love to just watch games. Anything about basketball and I'm content. "Here," I said, handing Kennedy her beer and sat down. "How do you think he is going to do tonight?" She asked to make small talk. "Great. He always plays great and I may have made a bet with him tonight." "God, you're already making sex bets?" "Ya, those are the best kind." "Finally, you are turning into the hoe I knew you were deep down,