Page 41 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
I gasped. “You absolute dick. Of course I care about--.”
Finn slammed on the brakes and growled at me. “Then fucking grow up and act like it, you selfish little--.”
“Go ahead,” I dared. “Call me a bitch. See how that plays out for you.”
Finn took in a deep breath and let it out. “I’ve run enough of these ops with my guys to know that if you don’t put away your own insecurities and issues with your past, you’ll blow your cover in a heartbeat. And before you tell me that you know this because it’s your career or whatever, I’m going to tell you to start acting like it. Because you sure as hell didn’t act like it back in that alley with Beth, whoever the hell she is.”
I whipped my head towards him. “Maybe I say all of those things just to--.”
Finn pinned me with a glare that shocked me and made me shut up instantly. I turned my stare back out the window and sighed, leaving us in silence once more as the revving engines of those bikes faded into nothingness. I crossed my arms over my chest as I thought about what he said. And as much as I hated to admit it, Finn was right. I was sloppy back there. I could have easily gotten us both killed. But I let my ego and pride get in the way.
I furrowed my brow as Finn took a hard turn. “Where are we going?”
Finn chuckled. “Somewhere where I know we can argue without the fear of the Black Flags sneaking up on us.”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
He snickered. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
We wound around this hill, sort of. It wasn’t really a hill, but it wasn’t a mountain, either. Was there such a thing as something in between a mountain and a hill? I wasn’t sure, but it gave me something to think about instead of how despite Finn and I disagreed on almost everything, I still found him more attractive than any other man I had ever been with.
That is, until we got to the top of the mountain-hill and parked.
“Wow,” I whispered.
Finn turned off the engine to the car. “It’s my favorite place to perch in the entire city.”
I looked over at him. “Are we still within city limits?”
He nodded. “Technically, yes.”
I turned my gaze back toward the glittering scene unfolding in front of us. Stars twinkled above the beautiful city that seemed so angelic and ethereal from our perched position. But, Finn getting out of the car pulled me from my trance.
“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked.
He didn’t answer me, though. All he did was close his door and come around to mine before he opened my door. He offered his hand to me and I took it, accepting his help so I could steady myself in these fucking thigh-high boots.
Then, he drew in a deep question. “I’m more inclined to talk about what it is that we’re doing, to be honest.”
I furrowed my brow. “I’m not following.”
He shook his head and leaned against the car. “You are the most infuriating woman I’ve ever come across, you know that? You’re combative. You’re argumentative when there’s no argument to even be had, and you’re stubborn. You think that everyone needs to abide by your rules, otherwise they’re no better than the murderers and crooks you put away for a living.”
My jaw hit the floor. “I don’t think that way.”
He peered down at me. “Then, prove me wrong. Give me one moment where you weren’t treating all of us like that, including your own sister.”
I turned my gaze back out toward the city. “You guys are criminals. That’s different.”
“Is your sister a criminal?”
I scoffed. “She’s about to be if she stays with Tanner long enough.”
“See, this is exactly what I’m talking about. If people don’t walk your thin, straight line exactly as you see fit, you discard them like they’re trash. And yet, I can’t get you out of my mind.”
My eyes widened and I looked back up at him. “What did you just say?”
He gazed deeply into my eyes. “You heard me. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I swallowed hard. “Like I said before, sometimes I need help seeing the gray area in all of this.”
“Then, let me remind you of just how sweet it can be if you allow it to happen.”
In a flash, his arm wrapped around me and he pulled me against his chiseled body. With my tits pressed against his chest, our lips collided, reminding me of just how wonderful he tasted the first time we ever kissed. I threaded my arms around his neck. His hands migrated to my ass cheeks. He picked me up and sat me against the hood of the car with the twinkling city backdropping our debaucherous antics. His tongue made me shiver as it slid along the roof of my mouth. The calloused palms of his hands spread goosebumps along my thighs as he parted them at my knees.
