Page 85 of Cabin Fever Baby

An oncoming car honked. Finn waved and finished pulling out. “Jesus, Hudson.”

“I know. That’s why we kinda fell apart. She didn’t tell me until Quentin walked in on us…” I cleared my throat. “In an indelicate moment.”

“Oh, shit. You were boning?”

“Really? Boning.”

He shrugged. “That’s what you were doing, right?”

“Thankfully, we finished, but we were definitely naked.”

Finn threw back his head. “Awesome.”

I shook my head. “It was not awesome. And she omitted a few salient points about her family while we were…”

“Boning.”

I reached over and punched his arm. “Getting to know one another.”

“Naked.”

“I hate you so much.”

Finn snickered. “I’m jealous, man. Last girl I got with ghosted me the next day.”

“Ouch.”

He shrugged. “It was a post-race kinda endorphin thing. Happens. But that’s another reason I’m keen to stick around this place.”

“Looking to settle down?”

Finn turned into the grocery store’s parking lot and found a spot. “Maybe. Having Cara and Faith around is nice. Evan is a cranky shit sometimes, but he is cute.”

“Baby fever.”

“It wasn’t like I didn’t want kids.” Finn got out and we both slammed our doors before we headed toward the grocery store. “Just was a nebulous future thing. But our twenties are disappearing at a rapid rate.”

“That’s a fact.”

Finn grabbed a cart and left me to follow.

He wasn’t the only one thinking about a future. What if that one last time with Ocean resulted in a baby?

Pulling out was not protection. And being careless wasn’t like me at all.

There was lust and then there was my last afternoon with Ocean. I’d never had an urge to take a woman like that before. To make her scream like that. Make her mine.

Because she wassupposedto be mine.

I couldn’t expect her to trust me with everything after a few short days.

Especially if I ran at the first sign of trouble like a chump.

“Finn!”

He turned a case of Brothers Three hard cider in his hand. “Yeah?”

“Think I’m going to take you up on that help.”