Finnick…his name repeated over and over in my head as I walked the length of my room, about 5 steps, then turned back. Pacing. I'd been doing that for the better part of an hour. Holy crap I have a boyfriend, and his name is Finnick Odair. And he wants to take it slow…I would've though the beautifully-built Olympian was the type to just love 'em and leave 'em.
I forced my legs to stop moving, and sat down cross-legged on my bed, pulling my laptop over to me. I needed to do homework, but images of Finnick in only a towel kept popping up in my head. The way his lips felt on mine, my blood was on fire…
After struggling through a draft of an essay, a practice test for trauma, several slightly overdue math assignments, and taking a triage simulation online, I collapsed backwards. My head had barely touched the pillow before I was sent into dreamland.
I was awakened by the ping of my inbox demanding attention. One unread email from…Finnick Odair. Ignoring the burst of heat the flashed through my body, I forced myself to be calm. Opening the email, I slowly read it through.
"Dear Katniss Everdeen, in light of your incapability to swim, we need to confer on how best to proceed. Please meet me tomorrow evening at six, in my office. Sincerely, Finnick Odair." In his office once again, hmmmm. That has possibilities…
I fell asleep thinking about the "teacher-student conference."
The next day dragged by as I waited for six o'clock to come around. Sitting through math class was even harder than normal, but I managed not to be caught day-dreaming. The minute my last class was dismissed, I ran out the door and raced, barely holding onto my stuff, to the gymnasium.
Leaving my things on the bench outside his office, I saw that his blinds were drawn. Slightly apprehensively, I knocked.
"Come in, Katniss." Heat flashed through my body at the sound of his voice. What has this man done to me?
I opened the door. He was sitting at his desk wearing a white shirt with the top three buttons undone and a pair of well-used jeans, much like he'd worn on our first date. Green eyes stared into mine as I stepped into the room that smelled like the sea-salt and apple-scented shampoo that I smelled on him the other day. He beckoned me closer with a finger, and I sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"So Katniss, if I may be frank, you can't swim for shit. Though it's adorable, you need to learn how to swim if you want to graduate. Now, I can see if Haymitch can find you another teacher to help you outside of class," He leaned forward, elbows on his desk, "Or I can tutor you several evenings a week. It would be late, so you have to consider homework. Your choice."
Alone time with Finnick several times a week…mmm.
"I'll take you as a tutor, Finnick."
"Good, I was hoping you'd say that."
Something changed in his green eyes. Instead of the light humor that usually graced his eyes, there was something darker.
He stood up and I followed.
He made sure the blinds were shut and then his eyes were back on mine. Oh.
He took two steps, then grabbed my hand and pulls me swiftly to him. I barely had time to gasp before his lips were on mine. His tongue slid over my lips and I didn't hesitate to part them, allowing him to explore my mouth as his hands wrapped around my waist. He pulled back, breathing hard, and put his hands on my shoulders.
Before I could ask what he was doing, he pushed me backwards. I wobbled, took a few steps backward, and the back of my legs hit his desk and I toppled backward onto it. He leaned over me and kissed me again, hard. Grabbing my hands he held them against the desk above my head. His tongue slipped once again into my mouth and I moaned softly.
That's when I heard the door open.
"What the hell?"
Finnick jumped off, and I sat up, tugging my shirt back down, but stopped when I saw Johanna.
"What the fuck are you doing to my roommate? And you, bitch, why didn't you tell me?!"
Johanna looked from Finnick, to me, then back to Finnick.
Finnick reached out and took my hand. "She's my girlfriend. She hasn't told you because I asked her to keep our relationship a secret. Besides, it only became official, yesterday."
I blushed furiously, as Johanna's eyes x-rayed Finnick and me.
"Johanna…it's the truth. It was only official yesterday. I would've told you…"
Johanna started laughing. Finnick and I looked at her and then at each other as she sat down in the chair and continued to laugh until tears ran down her face.
Several minutes go by before she hiccupped herself into silence.
"Fish boy and brainless." She chortled, almost talking to herself. "Never in a thousand years. C'mon brainless, I'm taking you back with me – Mr. Odair here is obviously a bad influence on you."
Then taking my hand she led me out the door, but I caught Finnick's last words.
"I'll see you tomorrow at seven Katniss. Wait by your dorm, I'll pick you up."
"I'll be there! Bye, Finnick!" I yelled back, hoping my voice would reach his ears before the doors closed.
"He got the message. Don't worry. Besides by the way you two were going at it, I don't think he'd miss tomorrow for the world." She snorted, "On a desk…Damn, brainless." She trailed off, and I grinned to myself, grabbed my stuff, and followed her back to our dorm.
