Page 29 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
“Is it my business when you’re trying to take Summer away? Because I know what that’ll do to Tan.”
I swallowed in order to keep my cool. “Like I said, what I do to protect my family is none of your business, since you aren’t family.”
“I’m Tan’s family.”
“Tan isn’t family.”
“He’s Summer’s family.”
I snickered. “He’s Summer’s sperm donor, and until recently she didn’t even know he was alive. And he sure as hell hadn’t been looking for her.”
He shrugged. “Well, they found each other again. I’d say that’s fate.”
I kept my smile on my face. “And I’d say that’s bullshit.”
“So, what you’re really upset about is the fact that she doesn’t like the fact that you’re going to bust the club in the process. You know, put her sperm donor behind bars?”
Anger bubbled up within me. “What do you think I’m supposed to do, then? I’m a cop, Finn. It’s my job to arrest bad guys. And judging by the open case files you all have with the department, once I do what I’m going to do with the Black Flags, they’ll have just as much of a case on you as they will on them.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Do you honestly believe we’re the bad guys? That I’m the bad guy in this situation? And you better dig deep for that answer, because a hell of a lot in everyone’s lives are at stake with this.”
I didn’t like the way he was looking at me and I sure as hell didn’t like the fact that my knees were growing weak. The longer he stared at me the more I felt the answer slowly creeping up my throat, except I didn’t want to say it. I didn’t want to admit it, because admitting it meant letting Tanner off the hook.
Finn crossed his arms over his chest. “You have no fucking clue who the bad guys are right now, and that’s fine. Just be big enough to admit it instead of always playing the tough guy before getting your ass handed to you. It’s unbecoming of your expertise.”
The growl in my voice rose up. “You don’t get to assume what I know and how I know it. I’m the detective. I’m your last shot at getting out of this. I’m your last bet on taking those guys down, and if that’s what you want? You and your fucking crew better play nice.”
“Or, what? You’ll take us down? I thought you were already planning on doing that.”
Before I knew what I was doing, my hand flew through the air and cracked him across the face. I was so fucking tired of everyone undermining me and everyone breathing down my neck, assuming I’d turn out to be just as dirty as every other fucking cop that I’d ever put behind bars. The thought made me sick. Everything about this made me sick. And when I went to go slap Finn again, he grabbed my wrist quicker than I’d ever seen any man move.
Before he backed me into my hotel suite.
“I get it, you know,” he glowered as he pinned me to the opposing wall of the door, “you don’t want to be the dirty cop. The one who helps out the bad guys. The one who likes the criminals. You don’t want to tarnish the reputation you had to fight for, tooth and nail, while every other woman around you was sucking their way to the top.”
I raised my other hand to slap him. “Let go of me.”
But, he caught that other wrist in his hand and pinned both of them above my head. “But, you’re the one who knew the risks and decided to take the task anyway. You’re the one that decided to work with the bad guys in order to protect your sister, who very well could go down with us if you decide to jail the Dirty Misfits just like you want to jail the Black Flags.”
I felt his leg pressing between my thighs. “Get the fuck off me. Now.”
He leaned in closely. “Like you told me before, not everything is as black and white as you think it is. So, start acting like it.”
I stared deep into his eyes, and something inside me snapped. My skin flushed as my desire for Finn that I had been fighting this whole time bubbled over.
I leaned forward and captured his lips, ignoring all the warning signs that were going off in my head.
But, the second our tongues collided, all of the warning signs disappeared.
“Mmmmm,” he growled down the back of my throat.
With my hands pinned above my head and his knee rubbing against my clothed pussy, I tried my best to keep my cool. His tongue softly slid across my tongue, causing my entire body to shiver as his chest pressed against my tits. My body took control, rubbing softly against his thigh to try and find a friction that had long since become unfamiliar to me.
