He lifted his hand, and I stopped.
"I don't want you with Finn, Chloe, but I've lost too much in my life already. I don't want to lose you too." He paused and pursed his lips again. "The night I had to come get Parker from the hospital, I got to see Clark for a minute, and the fear and agony on his face left me breathless. I'm still hurt over our old shit, which is ridiculous...I know, but I can't let it affect you and Parker."
I moved closer to him and slid my hands over his shoulders. "Then stop pushing me away. I'm just like you, and if you would just bend a little, that can be a good thing."
"I know, pumpkin. You just have to give me a little bit of space, though. Okay?" He reached up and touched the side of my face.
I moved into his arms, hugging him tightly and praying that this was a turning point for us. I needed my father back as someone who would be on my side.
"I love you, Dad." I kissed the side of his cheek and moved out of his hold.
"I love you too, and hey...I got you something pretty nontraditional for Christmas."
"Parker told me." I smiled.
His smile faded as his eyes widened and anger brushed along his features. "What? He wasn't supposed to say anything. It was supposed to be a surprise."
"No, Dad. He just said that you got me something pretty cool, but that he couldn't tell me what it was." I put my hands on my hips.
"Oh. Good. I thought he told you what it was."
"No, but you can tell me if you want." I gave him a shit-eating grin.
He chuckled. "I'm not saying anything other than this...it's a gift, but it's a project too, so if you don't want it when you get it, it will not hurt my feelings if you want to give it back."
"Give it back? Are you crazy? You might be a huge pain in my butt, but you give the best gifts ever." I winked and walked to the house. "I'm helping Finn get settled in tonight, but I'll be in later. You want to watch a movie with me and Parker?"
"A western?" He asked and picked up his hand-towel.
"How about the Grinch?"
"Count me out." He rolled his eyes.
I laughed. "Too close to home?"
"Watch it, Missy, and be careful on the roads."
* * * *
I drove to Finn's with a lightness about me that felt so good. I couldn't wait to tell him the story about our Dad's, which in all honesty was heartbreaking.
His truck was back out front, as was his father's large pick-up. I parked beside Finn's and got out, pulling out a bag of treats I'd worked on for the last day or so to keep him in a holiday spirit.
I knocked on the door, not wanting to use my key in case his father wasn't aware that I had one.
"Come in!" Finn called out, and I walked in, smiling at both of them as they sat on the couch.
Finn's foot was propped up on several pillows on the coffee table, and he was wrapped in blankets with a beer in his hand.
"Hey guys." I sat the treats on the counter, and moved to sit beside Clark on the couch. "Everything go okay with getting out of the hospital?"
"Yeah. He's got to be careful with those crutches in the snow and no getting that cast wet, but other than that, he's doing good." Clark reached over and squeezed my hand gingerly.
"And the concussion?" I looked over at Finn, chuckling at the look on his face.
"You're not my mother, you're my girlfriend. Get over here and give me a kiss, dammit." Finn leaned forward and took my hand, tugging at me.
I got up and moved to his side of the couch, sitting down and giving him a quick kiss.
"Dad. Time for you to go. Nice of you to visit. Don't be a stranger." Finn leaned forward and sat his beer on the coffee-table.
Clark laughed and stood up as I shoved Finn's shoulder.
"Don't be rude. Your Dad can stay and watch a movie with us or something." I winked at Clark.
He acted like he was going to sit back down. "Yeah, sure. Why not."
"Get out!" Finn pushed at his Dad and we both laughed.
"Alright. Call if you need me. I'll see you tomorrow, Finn."
"Thanks for everything, Dad."
I got up and walked to the kitchen with Finn's Dad. "I made some cookies and fudge. You want to take some back to the office so you and Milly can try it out?"
"Hey. Is that stuff for me?" Finn called from the living room.
"Hush." I glanced over my shoulder and winked at the sexy guy on the couch.
"Naw. Keep it for the boy. He's got a wicked sweet tooth."
I walked Clark out and turned as the door shut, giving Finn a sexy smile.
He beckoned for me to join him. "That's not the only wicked thing I have. Come sit in my lap and let me hold you."
I crawled up in his lap, straddling him and rubbing his chest and then the thick column of his neck. "I've missed you. You feeling okay, really?"
"Much better now." He gripped the back of my neck and pulled me down for a long, hot kiss.
I wasn't sure how active he could be, but I rocked against his arousal slowly as he groaned against my lips.
"When is Brian getting here?" I asked.
"I don't know, but call him and cancel." He slid his fingers under my shirt and squeezed my breast as he moved down to suck at my neck and then my ear.
Heat rushed through me and I almost agreed to tell his friend to hop off. A long night with Finn on the couch sounded divine.
"I'm not canceling on your best friend." I pulled back and moved between his legs, being careful not to hit his cast. "When he gets here we'll stop."
"I hate him already." He reaching out and touched the side of my face. "I'm so sorry for scaring you. You're all I've thought about the last few days. Did you know that?"
"No, but I'm glad to hear I'm not alone. You're all I've thought about too." I tugged off his blankets and slipped my fingers into his sweatpants near his hips before glancing up at him. "Can I?"
"Fuck yes." He lifted his hips and I pulled his pants down over his ass, leaving him naked from the top of his thighs up.
I reached out and took his thick cock into my hands, stroking him with one hand and then the other in a slow, tight fashion.
His teeth sunk into his bottom lip, and he closed his eyes, dropping his head back onto the couch.
"God that feels good."
"Mmm...looks good." I moved up and rolled my tongue across his thick head before taking him in my mouth.
His breath caught in his chest and he groaned, lifting his hips and forcing more of himself into me. I wasn't sure when Brian was coming, but I wanted Finn to come before his boy showed up and ruined everything.
I wasted no time in taking as much as I could of him, my hands pumping his flesh were my mouth didn't touch. He pressed against my shoulder and groaned loudly a few minutes later.
"Slow down, Chloe. I want this to last." He slipped his hand into my hair, and I groaned loudly as my body flooded with wetness.
He wasn't the only one that wanted it to last.
A knock at the door behind me had him growling loudly.
"It's Brian, dude. Let me in."
"Go away," Finn groaned, and looked down at me as I continued to fuck him. He licked at his lips and put his focus back on me, watching me intensely as I let moans roll out of my mouth and sucked him harder.