Not knowing what to say she turned and began to walk to her hotel room, but instead of opening the door, she lent against the opposite wall, waiting for Finn to arrive.
Cursing, Finn followed the clicks of Rory's heels. Rounding the corner he was surprised to see her leaning against his door instead. Grinning he strolled up to Rory opened the door with her still leaning on it. She stumbled back until she came to rest upon the opposite wall. Before she could express her annoyance, she found herself pressed up against the wall by Finn's body. Groaning she moved her hands up his chest with every intention of pushing him away. That was before he dipped his head down to place butterfly kisses along her jaw and down her neck. In response she balled up the material of his button down shirt in her hands, bringing him closer to her body.
Rory couldn't think straight. Every single one of her senses was being overwhelmed by Finn's presence; the smell of his aftershave, the sounds of his breathing as it became more ragged as Rory lifted her leg and wrapped it round his waist. The feel of him pressed hard against her centre, the feel of his chest beneath her hands, the feel of his hands tightening their grip on her hips. She felt as if she was moving towards the brink of something new and exciting, but she had no way of getting there. It was like she was one of those kids with their noses pressed up to a shop window gazing at the presents inside longingly, but had no way to get to them.
Pulling away slightly, Finn couldn't help but chuckle when he heard her whine in protest. He pulled away completely when he heard his phone ringing. Picking it up, he looked at the caller ID, before switching his phone off. Looking back at Rory he took in her flushed cheeks, swollen, cherry red lips and glazed over eyes. She was breathing as hard as he was and Finn couldn't help but enjoy the way her chest strained against the fabric of her little black dress with every inhale.
"So love. You want to go out for some lunch? I mean it's definitely ok with me if you want to stay and continued with what we were just doing, but I'm kind of hungry." Truth was Finn didn't want this to be just another one night stand. He felt that maybe, just maybe she could hang around for a while.
"Ummm…. sure, why not. I mean I need a lot of coffee right now."
Patting her hair and pulling her dress down Rory walked over to the door he was now holding open and accidentally brushed past him. Both of them felt their body's react and fought hard not to act on their feelings.
Finn had been in Spain longer than Rory, so he took her to a little Spanish café. He had a feeling that she would like the place and he was right when upon entering the café she rewarded him with a bright smile. For some reason, pleasing this girl he had only known for less than 24 hours seemed to be all Finn wanted to do. Something about her drew you in and Finn couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw other guys checking her out as they were shown to free table by the waiter, who couldn't help giving Rory the once over. No longer in a happy mood, Finn sat across from Rory with a frown on his face.
Rory couldn't help but notice the way Finn's mood seemed to swing from happy to troubled. As he sat across from her, she could see a frown grace his features. Frowning herself, Rory wondered if he was starting to have second thoughts about asking her to lunch. Maybe he wasn't that different from Tristan, only willing to talk to you if you were ready to put out. Rory began to feel her body fill with anger as she thought of Finn only wanting to know her so he could fuck her afterwards. Even the thought of sleeping with Finn brought a blush to Rory's cheeks. She hadn't really done that much before she came to Spain, but within an hour of being there, she had gone further with the man across from her than with anyone else. Maybe Tristan was right in calling her a Mary. It was obvious that Finn was way experienced and probably expected something from her.
"So why exactly did you ask me out to lunch? We don't even know each other at all and have been sitting in an uncomfortable silence for a while now."
"How should I bloody know? One minute I'm looking at you looking all sexy leaning against my hotel wall and the next thing I know, I'm asking you out to lunch! Trust me love, I'm just as confused as you are."
For the second time, Rory couldn't help blushing when Finn called her sexy. However it soon disappeared as she registered the rest of Finn's sentence.
"So you mean to tell me that you asked me out, not because you wanted to know me better, but on impulse?" By now Rory's voice had reached a higher volume. Finn couldn't help but grimace as he replayed the words he had said. Even to him it sound as if she had just been there when he decided to get lunch and it would have been impolite to not ask her to go with him.
"No love that's not what I meant. God, how in the hell did you get named Mary?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Finn gulped when he heard Rory's tone of voice. He knew he had to think carefully before he said his next words.
