Burn It Down by Dee Ellis

Author:Dee Ellis [Ellis, Dee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Published: 2016-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

After I helped Mags close up the shop, we chatted with Gina out front about the coming parade. We stayed away from the topic of my episodes earlier. I was still on edge and hadn’t heard from Finn since our brief talk.

It wasn’t late, but I knew better than to wait around for him during a shift. I learned that the hard way after making meals that got cold long before he showed his face. I didn’t blame him, but I had since adjusted to it.

Since I had blown off class—again--I knew I had little choice but to drop the writing class. I’d planned to anyway after today. Frustration filled me because I was so far into my college years and had no idea what I wanted to be.

I originally wanted to be a copy editor or a freelance copywriter. I had a love of the written word, but wasn’t exactly talented with it myself. While I couldn’t rule out that future entirely, I didn’t have a passion for it.

As I walked towards the L, considering what I did have a passion for, I felt uneasy still. Worse, like it was not just settled in my belly, but creeping everywhere else. Then it suddenly melted away because I felt him. Finn crossed the street from my L stop, smiling at me in the light snow.

Damn, he was beautiful. I probably noticed more than I should. I mean, I did love him for more than his looks. But, damn.

I loved how big and powerful he was. How safe he made me feel. Suddenly, I realized since that this afternoon, I had felt unsafe for the first time I could remember. That unease let go of me as Finn headed for me, tipping his head towards the falling snow.

“You look fucking beautiful in the snow, Sweetheart. Sorry I was late; I wanted to pick you up. Did you forget your surprise?” I realized as he asked that I had, in fact, forgotten.

“Finn. It’s freezing. What are you wearing?” Finn’s handsome face cracked into a bright grin.

Though he had a stocking cap on, he was in just a thermal shirt that fit to each of the massive curves and dips of his muscles. Dark washed jeans that were snug on his thick thighs were wet where they hung over his motorcycle boots. Damn. When he laughed, a pouf a cold breath filled the air, and I shivered at the sound.

“You know I’m like a space heater, baby. What are you wearing?” Finn tipped his head towards my clothes, lifting his left brow sky high.

“Weather appropriate clothes, Finn.” I felt hot underneath his stare as it raked over me.

Though I liked to dress up when it was called for, I was a casual girl. Being almost 6 foot with legs I was proud of, it wasn’t easy finding the right fit. I paired cute jeans or short skirts with nerdy quote sweaters or unique vintage tops.

Finn seemed to find me as becoming in the jeans and sweaters as when I put in some work.

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