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himself.
    “G’night.”
    “’Night.”
    I didn’t close my eyes again until Finley rolled over onto his side, facing away from me and his breathing steadied. I fell asleep shortly after he did.
    I woke up the next morning at eleven. I heard the TV on in the living room and I rolled onto my back. My head was pounding, but it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. I slowly plucked myself off of the bed and groaned. Taking a deep breath, I walked out of my room.
    “Finally awake, huh?”
    I screamed.
    “Eden, what the hell?”
    I turned around and saw Fin giving me a wide eyed look from the kitchen.
    “Sorry. I forgot you were here,” I mumbled.
    He laughed nervously and made his way back to the living room and sat down on the couch. I eyed him for a moment, before I went into the bathroom and scrubbed my teeth. I looked in the mirror and rolled my eyes at my hair. I knew there was no way in hell I was going to get that hair tie out, so I grabbed a pair of scissors from the medicine cabinet and carefully snipped it off. I splashed some water on my face before I walked out.
    Why is Finley here?
    I went over to the couch and casually leaned on it. He was sitting about four inches to my left. When he noticed me again, he looked up and smiled.
    “Feeling better?”
    “Yeah. Um. Fin? Um ... did we ...?”
    “No,” he replied laughing. “I wouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that, Eden, you should know that.”
    “So, don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but why are you here, again? I don’t think we’ve established that.”
    He stared at me for a moment.
    “Wow,” he scoffed. “I saw you at TAO last night, remember?”
    I looked up and scanned my memory for a moment. Suddenly our Dirty Dancing reenactment came back to me and I felt my face turning hot.
    “What happened to Simon?” I asked.
    “He went home,” he replied looking at me oddly.
    “Alone? Or with that brunette?” I inquired.
    “Alone, Eden. He was standing in the kitchen holding your hair while you threw up all over the place,” he said.
    I rolled my eyes. Not even twenty four hours together and his jealousy was already showing. I went around the couch and sat down next to him.
    “So did we get along last night?” I asked casually.
    “We did.”
    “Cool.”
    “Indeed.”
    I leaned forward and grabbed the remote off of the coffee table and began to flip through the channels.
    “Eden?”
    “Hm?” I asked as I found a true crime program that I loved and set the remote back down again.
    “What were you really doing with Simon?” Fin asked turning sideways to face me.
    “I was really doing Liora a favor and taking him out. Didn’t you notice his accent? He’s an Aussie and apparently is shy around girls. According to him, Li thought I would be able to help him. I don’t know why though. It’s not like my love life is rocking or anything,” I replied with a shrug.
    “Mine either,” he said with a chuckle.
    “How come? You’re decent looking,” I teased, making a face at him.
    “You’re not so bad yourself, lady,” he replied with a laugh.
    We looked at each other laughing, before I suddenly felt painfully shy and pulled my legs up onto the couch. If I put more space between us there’d be no way he would—
    I should’ve known better , I thought as he ran his hand down the side of my face before he placed his soft lips against mine.
    Fin pulled back for a second and looked as shocked as I felt.
    I looked down for a moment.
    I missed his lips; his touch.
    But Simon’s lips were softer, weren’t they?
    “Fin, I don’t know if this is such a good - -”
    I was cut off by his lips against mine again. Only this time he didn’t pull away, and I felt my heart start to beat just a little faster. Simon may have been the best kisser I’ve ever had, but Finley definitely gave him a run for his money.
    He put his hands on my legs and gently pushed them back onto the floor, as he slid his tongue into my mouth; like