Page 23 of Capture The Moment

“Ok, fine. It’s not bad, but I still want to test drive the smaller one.”

Finn didn’t argue that time, and they were quiet during the ride back to the dealership. Rick greeted them at the door and handed her the keys to the smaller SUV. He’d probably noticed the tension between them and wisely decided not to ask how she’d liked the first vehicle.

The smaller model had some of the same features as the larger one, but for some reason, it didn’t feel as comfortable nor drive as smoothly. She hated to admit it, but Finn was right—bigger was better. And there went her mind again—straight into the gutter!

“Well?” Finn said after they’d driven for a while.

They were at a stoplight, and she glanced over at him. “You were right—this time.”

“YES!” Finn said, raising his fist in the air.

“No need to gloat about it,” she said, trying to disguise her laughter.

“Just say it one more time. Finn was right. C’mon. Let’s hear it.”

“NO!”

He chuckled. “That’s ok. Every time I see you drive up in the bigger one, I’ll know.”

Ignoring him, she said, “So, what happens next?”

“We wheel and deal with Rick on the trade, and in a day or two, you’ll be driving your new car!”

She scrunched up her nose. “I’m not much of a wheeler and dealer.”

“No worries. I’ll handle it.”

She’d lost her will to argue because, once again, Finn was just looking out for her. “Thank you,” she said softly. “I owe you one.” Actually, she owed him a lot more than one.

As always, Finn blew it off. “No problem. I don’t mind helping, and besides, I want you to get the best deal.”

An hour later, they drove out of the parking lot with the signed papers for her new SUV, which she would take delivery of the next day.

“I’ll come with you to pick it up,” Finn offered as they drove away.

She shook her head. “You’ve already done enough. Besides, I’ll just be driving it home. The hard part is already done.”

“We should celebrate,” he said suddenly.

“Celebrate?”

“Yeah. Let’s go out to dinner. I’m starved, aren’t you?”

She’d shared meals with him plenty of times, but it had usually been at her house, and the food had come in a box or a bag. They’d never gone to a restaurant and celebrated anything just the two of them. But him asking her to dinner now sounded suspiciously like…a date.

“I could eat, but…”

“But what?”

“Why don’t we just grab a pizza and take it home?”

Finn cleared his throat. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think that you didn’t want to be seen with me.”

“What? That’s ridiculous.” But was he right? Why was it ok that she went out with Will? Oh, that’s right. Because Will wasn’t Blake’s BEST FRIEND.

“It’s just dinner. But hey, if you don’t want to…”

I have to stop falling for the reverse-psychology thing. “Ok, fine. We’ll go out to dinner.”

Finn raised his fist in the air again. “Yes! I’m on fire tonight!”

Harper had to laugh that time, not just at him, but at herself too. She was being a bit ridiculous. This was Finn, after all. The guy who looked out for her, who only wanted the best for her, who would never do anything to hurt her.

She never stopped to consider that she might be the one to hurt him instead.