I go to move past him, but he snags my waist, spinning me as he presses his lips to mine. Grabbing his face, I kiss him back, moaning against his lips.
"Fucks sake,ginge!"Kyanshouts. "Toilets are that way."I raise my arm and give him the middle finger without breaking away from Finn.
“I’ll come to your place tonight, but I’m cooking. You burn bacon, remember?”
Rolling my eyes, I push away from him and head to the punching bag, a little pep in my step. I feel like a giddy-fucking-school girl.
I get a quick workout in and go to harass Finn one final time before I leave. I find him on a bench, pressing heavy weights above his head. I stop at the side of the room and watch him for a moment, admiring the way the dim lights dance over his strained muscles.
“I can see you in the mirror perving,” he says before he drops the weights to the floor with a thud. I smile and walk over to him, leaning down and pressing my hand on the centre of his chest. He grabs the back of my neck and pitches off the bench, slamming his lips over mine. My heart flutters in my chest as his tongue brushes over mine.
“I’ll see you tonight?” I ask against his lips.
“Sure thing, queenie.” He gives me one final kiss and lies back, picking up his weights again.
I leave him to work out, because that body is all kinds of good.
