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Midnight and Mistletoe

Page 106

by Ana Ashley

I make my way through the food tent, and then I see him.

He’s near the main stage with a tablet in one hand and his phone pressed to his ear. He’s simultaneously waving at a vendor across the field and answering whoever’s on the other end of the call. His hair looks wild under his beanie and his coat isn’t zipped properly. Even from this distance, the dark circles under his eyes are visible.

My heart skips a few beats. He’s holding an entire festival together with sheer force of will, and he’s still the most attractive human I’ve ever seen.

I stop at the edge of the tent line and watch him for a moment. How did it take me so long to realize I’m so deeply in love with him?

Then Finn looks up, and his eyes catch mine across the field.

I watch as his whole face lights up, then he says something into the phone, nods, and hangs up.

I cross the field, stopping when I’m right in front of him. It’s still not close enough.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” His voice is rough. “You’re back.”

“We landed a couple of hours ago.”

“How was⁠—”

“Coffee.” I hold up the cup. “Emmett’s orders.”

He grabs it and takes a long sip, closing his eyes and moaning. “Oh god.”

“Better?”

“Marginally.”

“Finn…”

I look into his beautiful green eyes and want to say all the things that have been swimming in my head for days. Instead, I say, “Come here for a second.”

He glances around. The nearest people are twenty feet away and busy.

“Fox, I’m working.”

“It won’t take a minute.”

He hesitates. Then he follows me around the side of the closest vendor stall, into the narrow gap between the stall and the tree lot fence where nobody can see us.

I put my hand on the back of his neck and kiss him. Fuck, his mouth tastes like heaven, and the tiny sounds that come out of him set my body alight.

He leans into the kiss for a moment before he pulls away.

His hand comes up to my chest for a beat, rests there, and then drops.

“Fox.”

“Sorry. Was that too much?”

“No.” He clears his throat. “I mean. Yeah. There are people everywhere.”

“There aren’t. I checked.”

“There could be.”

“Okay.”