Finny From If He Had Been With Me Novels & Stories

Never. "You're a damn lucky bastard," Chad said from behind me. "I know," I blurted out shortly before she reached me. Bill took her hand and pressed it into mine. He immediately gave me a rather nasty look. "Take good care of her or I'll kick your ass, son," he told me with a warm smile before walking off to sit in the front row right next to Danni, who immediately grabbed his hand. I smiled at them and turned to my future. I looked at her whole again and was not at all surprised to be struck anew by her ethereal appearance. I leaned down to her and whispered, "You're beautiful… beautiful and mine."

He must have a soft spot. Two hours from now, I’d disappear from here. You won’t miss me here. I hope so. But you won’t… except…” “Oh… Lady Gene!” She gently slapped her forehead with her right hand in disappointment. “I promised to get back to her yesterday… damn, I’m so horrible. Should I text her or…?” She looked up, puffed her cheeks, and gently tapped her lips with her left hand. “Let me make it dramatic… I’d write a letter. I need to keep myself busy till dawn.”

Three fucking days to overcome everything standing between us and functional harmony. If I were a betting man, I wouldn't put money on our chances. My phone buzzes with a text from Finley: Meeting in 20. Secure wing common area. So it begins.

“So, I divorced his ass right away. Can you believe that he couldn’t satisfy his wife in bed?” Milton had just walked into the restaurant when he heard the words coming from the counter, and he recognized the voice. Finn and the granny’s faces flushed, taken aback that she could say something like that out loud. “Lower your voice,” the granny said, her eyes darting toward the people who had turned around to look at them. “It’s embarrassing to say that out loud.” “And I don’t love him anymore, so I left,” Charlotte added, ignoring the granny’s words, her voice pitched.

Maybe fate had brought them together. Had they not met that morning, at her house, at a time when she’d been so emotionally wounded, she probably wouldn’t have unloaded her sad tale on him. They would have met eventually, but under different circumstances, they wouldn’t have bonded as quickly. In the short span of a week, she felt as if she’d known him all her life. “What happened to your pitbull?” Wyatt spoke quietly in her ear. Mackenzie started, nearly knocking into him. Her heart surged into her throat.

“I’m here now and we will get through this together. Then, when we are ready, we can try again. This isn’t our end.” His tiny trembling hands grab onto my shirt tight, as he cries harder. My emotions swell, and soon we are crying together. Through the haze of our tears, Finn’s soft trembling voice mumbles, “I thou.thought you wo.would le.le.leave meee….” My breath hitches. What? No. Never. I have finally found my mate. I will never leave him. We are together for the rest of our lives. No matter what.

I dipped my head down, fighting the tears. “I never hated you, Aelia. I couldn’t possibly…” As my throat shut, I bit into my bottom lip. Shaking my head, I looked up and tried to swallow the tears. There was a crunch behind me and I turned my head. Finn gave me a sad smile, giving me a small wave. “Mind if I join you?” “No. Not at all.” He stepped up to me and stood next to me, looking down at the stone. “She would have said it was too big.”

“Not after that comment.” We laughed again and Finn got up. Before heading inside he turned around and dropped the blanket low. Smirking, he smacked his ass before disappearing into the bar. Leaning back, I laughed and shook my head. Grabbing another cigarette, I lite one more and took a deep breath. He was right. No matter what, no matter how I or he may stumble, we were mates. He would always be my soul mate and I would always be his.

He sighed and walked around the car. We went to our favorite fry place and get it overgoar overlor, it seemed like a silly name for fries, but it was amazing and had everything on it. We went back to Finn’s house he didn’t enjoy me still being drunk and honking the horn. We sat up watching the Gilmore girls, he liked the show not me, but I learned to enjoy it we watched it a lot. I sang random songs and pulled his arms trying to make him dance and sing with me, there was this one song I would always make him sing he hated it. Do you remember the song? Are you singing it as you read this? When you hold me near you can drown out the crowed, wasn’t that the truth. Sorry guys having a moment so

“One.” Exhaled. “Two.” Again. “Three.” I tried to match him. It hurt. I shook. “That’s okay,” he said immediately. “You’re doing it anyway.” Tears streamed down my face without permission. “I thought I lost you,” I choked. “I thought I was going to have to live with that.” “I know,” he said. “I heard you. Even when I couldn’t move.” That cracked something open. Finn edged closer to Fia, whispering fiercely, “Mama’s breaking.”