I volunteer Finn to help me not only to keep the subject of my secret occupied far far away from my family but because I will need some serious help to get that house in order in just a few hours.
Once we make it to the car the two families inside the hotel will wait for the crowd to disperse. Now that Finn Odair has left the building they should be free to move about the streets. Our family wants one day to themselves to enjoy the world's most anticipated engagement. Then tomorrow Rowan will make the official announcement...and I will be long gone from Twelve.
Security officers order the mass of people off the streets so Finn can easily navigate us back to the Village. One more reason my stomach clenches when I think of the world finding out about us. It's all so simple in his mind. Does he not think of the repercussions? We've basically hidden ourselves away in Four for the last few months. When...if we move to Twelve together I doubt I'll have the luxury of just having to endure some unwanted conversations...
It doesn't matter right now. Right now I just have to get through today. I just have to keep my brother happy until the sun sets and then we'll be back in Four.
My heartbeat finally slows to a normal pace once I see we're half-way back and no one is following us. I attempt a smile at him but he keeps his eyes focused on the road. Gently I place my hand on his leg. "It's better this way Finn. We'll have other chances to tell them." I don't know when but this sounds like what he wants to hear.
He mumbles something about being crazier than his mother. I take my hand back and ask him to repeat himself. "I said I must be crazier than my mother to keep going along with this. You realize I'm officially working against myself, right? At first I thought you were jealous and wanted to drag me away from those two but that's not you is it? We're cleaning the damn house to buy you more time from telling your parents. You'd run through a brick wall just to keep this a secret and make me clean up the mess afterwards…"
He continues his rant about how he's been letting me get away with this for far too long. This is what I was expecting this morning. So I just sit back and let him get it all out.
"Well?"
"Well what?" He said what he had to say. I don't remember there being a rule I had to respond.
Finn brings the car to a stop just as we reach the house of our generous neighbor and turns the engine off. "Before I get out of this car I want a promise Violet."
I close my eyes. I can't do it today. There is no way I can promise what he wants.
"More like a favor I guess. But you need to promise me you'll go along with it."
Reluctantly I open my eyes and look at him. His eyes are a deep green now. Whatever this favor is he is determined for me to honor it.
"What?" I manage to whisper through my cringing face.
"When we get back to Four…that's when you'll find out. Until then…I'll keep our little secret under lock and key."
He refuses to let me guess what the favor is the whole time we clean the kitchen. So I decide it's better to split the work up. At the rate we cleaned the kitchen we'll never finish before Janaya's family arrives expecting an immaculate house. Finn takes the downstairs and I take the upstairs.
Every once in a while I inspect his work biting my tongue at making another guess. With one bed left for me to make I let him know I'm almost done and am pleased to see he's nearly done with all the windows as well. He rolls his eyes at me. "I did manage to clean without you for a few years you know."
The mood between us has completely lightened. I giggle and kiss him before I go back upstairs.
Two beds down and one to go. I've made sure there is just enough for Janaya's sisters and parents. There is no way I am going to sleep in this house tonight with the Finn's newest admirers going on and on about him. Not because of jealousy, just sheer annoyance. I'll take the couch if I have to at my parents' house. I doubt my parents will kick Finn out of my room.
"This room looks like it needs christening." I ignore his deep voice coming from the hallway and straighten the sheets just like my mother taught me.
I gasp as he plops himself onto the perfectly made bed…shirtless and… "You're getting sweat all over the sheets, get off Finn."
Instead of doing as I ordered he positions himself on his side cradling his head with his hand. "Maybe I should have you fulfill the favor now?"
I sigh. Despite the cute act there is no way this house is not going to be done in time. "Just get off the bed. We still have half an hour and I need to check if we missed anything."
Tracing circles on the sheet he tries again. "You know there's a lot we could do in thirty minutes. Looking for a mess that isn't there is not in my top five ideas right now."
"You're getting sweat all over the sheets. I don't have time to wash them again!" I growl at him.
"Let Ferne and Willow know. Then they can fight over who gets to sleep in this bed." He juts out his full bottom lip but the gleam in his eyes informs me his pouting is all an act.
I can't help but smirk at the images going through my head. "That could be a show for Haymitch to promote." He chuckles and leisurely pulls himself off the bed so he is sitting on the edge right in front of me. In my head I know I commanded my feet to step back so as not to give in to the temptation before me. Instead I've ended up leaning against him, arms around his shoulders, his hands resting on my hips and his legs on either side of me.
"Can you please just let me finish?" I plead with him.
He brings me slightly forward and kisses me. "I'm tired of doing what you want…but I'll compromise." He looks at me with a devilish grin.
As if he hasn't compromised enough for me. But I'll hear him out. If he can find a way for us to get what we both want there's no harm in listening.
"What do you have in mind?" He grins even wider now that I'm no longer in refusal mode.
His lips find their way down my neck just stopping above the collar of my shirt. He gazes up at me with a fire in his eyes while he undoes each button slowly. Once he gets to the last one he lays a long kiss on my abdomen. I close my eyes as he kisses me harder and lower. I can never watch him. I've tried and giving up a few times. His eyes are always too intense for me.
My breathing is dangerously low as he undoes the single button on my pants. I wouldn't have guessed he would please me again after this morning. This is no compromise. He slides in his hand just enough to feel how wet I am. He kisses me again all the way up my stomach...the middle of my chest...my neck...until he's standing up. I risk opening my eyes and feel the want inside of me grow drastically when I see the lust in his eyes.
"Think the wall can withstand the force of Finn Odair?" My knees nearly buckle thinking back to the last time we did this against a wall.
"I'm pretty sure it's just me that has to withstand the force of you." His nostrils flare with my obvious acceptance of his plan and in two strides he has me pinned against the wall. A pleased moan rumbles from his throat. His lips catch mine and he pushes himself harder against me. I struggle slightly to catch up to his intense kisses. He grins when I start to take control of the dance between our tongues. I know I want him quickly now. More to feel him inside of me than that other reason that currently escapes me.
I curl my hands in his hair as he ravishes spot under my ear with his soft lips. I want to tell him to hurry but I can't seem to manage to form any words. Even my eyes have the lost the ability to stay shut for long...rolling back while he overtakes every nerve in my body. His strong hands find their way to my buttocks and he squeezes causing me to whimper.
In the one second he takes to replenish his air I do what I can to speak through my panting. "Please Finnick. Hurry."
His mouth leans in so closely to mine I open it expecting his tongue. Instead I feel his hot breath. "Did I mention how much I love it when you call me that?"
"Did I mention how much I hate it when you call him that?"
I let out the tiniest pang of breath when I hear him. This time fear and mortification keep me from opening my eyes.
His voice echoes from the hallway. "Whenever you two are done whatever this is I want to talk to you."