Dear readers, sometimes I listen to music while writing and this time while I was writing, I listened to the same song while writing the whole chapter the same song and it inspired me ("Feels like home" – Edwina Hayes). Therefore, I thought if you want, you can listen to it while reading too. Enjoy my newest chapter, ClaudiaCleland
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26 Chapter
She needs to make a choice. That can only mean one decision. She sighs, because she's not sure that this is the thing she wants to do.
Finn awakes from the ringing of his door bell. Sighing he slowly strolls to the entrance. His head hurts from all the scotch he consumed in the morning. In his living room the alcohol smell still lingers in the room. Fortunately, Colin cleaned up the glasses and put back the bottle in the kitchen.
He opens the door and hesitantly smiles.
"Hey, little Possum," he greets, leans in and kisses Rory sweetly on her cheek.
"Hi Finn, you're looking sick," Rory replies.
He looks devastated, but Rory could only guess what the cause could be, another reason for her to feel guilty again.
"Sorry, Rory, it's just a hangover from the visit of Colin this morning," Finn jokes.
He doesn't want to talk with her about his panic attack in the morning nor his fear of losing her. Finn poured his heart out yesterday and she's here as promised. He can deal with that now.
Closing the door after her, he walks straight into the bedroom, Rory follows him.
"I should shower, love," he explains.
While Finn walks into the bathroom to hang up a towel on the shower cabin, she sits down in the comfortable light grey reading chair next to the bed. The color compliments the grey pillows that are on the comforter of Finn's Super King size bed. She likes the calming scent of the leather pillow on it and snuggles into it. Rory looks at the cover of the Men's Health magazine that is on the end table next to the armchair.
Finn looks into the bedroom and smiles softly, "Do you want to join me? I love washing your hair."
Rory avoids looking in his beautiful eyes and Finn notices that something is wrong. He steps out of the bathroom, his hands on his waist, he questioningly gazes at her.
Sitting on the chair, Roy lowers her head, her hair falls like a curtain in front of her face and he squats down, his hands on both of her knees.
Trying to catch her view, he comes closer and asks gently, "What's wrong, little Possum?"
"Colin talked to me today," Rory whispers sadly.
Of course, he did Finn thinks.
"He pleaded me to choose, Finn," she continues.
Finn tenderly caresses her arms while she talks. His heart beating faster, because the talk he feared for so long is finally here.
She finds it hard for her to breathe as she looks in his adoring eyes. She can see all his emotions swimming in his blue ones, all his deep love and admiration for her.
"It's all right, love," he tries to calm her and himself.
He softly leans his forehead on hers, before he cups her cheeks and places a feather light kiss on her lips.
Finn caresses her right arm, watching her sad impression. She's still the most beautiful woman and he would do anything to make her happy again.
Rory feels his love for her and she wants to lose herself in the moment and in his arms.
He pulls her closer and reaches out to caress her lips with one thumb.
She closes the space in between their mouths and captures his lips with her own.
He kisses her roughly, taking her lower lip in between his teeth, before his tongue explores her sweet tasting mouth.
His eyes make her melt. Their chemistry is like fireworks, sparkling and colorful.
She bits on her lower lip and shyly smiles while stretching her arms on above her head so that he could strip off her white pullover.
A smile slowly spreads on his face while his gaze wanders from her breasts to her face.
Finn holds his breathe as he slowly lifts her pullover over her upper part. He stands up to remove it completely.
She reaches for his grey Yale t-shirt and plays with the hem and pulls it up over his head.
Feeling her finger on his stomach seductively crawling to his neck, he wants to stop time. As soon as she cannot reach the t-shirt anymore he helps her removing it and leans his forehead against hers while caressing her hair with his hands, moving his hands to her cheeks.
His lips finding hers like two magnets and the two deepen their kiss.
She clasps her hands around his neck and leans her head on his shoulder.
Finn feels her heart beat faster before she takes a sharp intake of breath. He gulps down a lump in his throat and knows, as she leans in for another earth shattering kiss, that she isn't his. The kiss is filled with love and goodbye.
Holding her in his arms it feels like home to him.
"I love you, always will," he whispers hoarsely.
"I love you too, Finn, always will," she replies in a cracked voice.
"But we cannot continue this. We would hurt Logan and destroy your friendship with him and Colin forever. Sorry, but I cannot do this, and I know you understand. Logan will come back soon," she continues while she clings to him.
Finn feels his blood boil and his heart shatters, but he understands her. He fought for her, however now is the time to let her go. She's different than any girl he met before and that she cares for her friends and family is as well the reason why he loves her as the reason why she leaves him today.
The two holds on each other as if their life would depend on it, before they part later in the evening without another kiss. Both know the last one was the perfect kiss to show each other their feelings.