The Bid

Chapter Nine

~Ash~

The entire ride home I can't stop thinking about what happened in the dressing room with Finn. The way he touched me and how it made me feel was nothing like I had felt before.

I sit quietly in the passenger seat, zoning out as I stare out the window. The only thing that pulls my attention back is when I feel Finn's hand rest on my thigh, slightly squeezing.

I give him a side eye and playfully shake my head.

"Thanks for taking me shopping. Sorry it took so long."

"It was my pleasure." He smirks and grips the steering wheel tighter.

"Why did Myles leave? I thought he was going to hang around."

He doesn't say anything for a moment but I can see his jaw ticking slightly.

"He had some things to do and we finished our business at the shops."

I can tell he isn't being completely honest but I don't push him. I stay quiet the rest of the drive home while he slowly strokes my thigh with his thumb, the sensation making a wetness pool between them.

Upon entering the garage, I quickly notice that the bike Myles had taken is back in its designated spot, just like before.

A few guards help us unload the multitude of bags and take them inside while I wait for Finn to join me at the elevator.

"Ready? I think they got everything. It'll be put in your room." He smiles as he types in the elevator code which I happen to notice is 9603.

As we ascend to the main floor, I keep the code fresh in my mind, reciting it repeatedly. In this environment, caution is key, and that code might just prove invaluable.

"Myles." I hear Finn call out as we walk towards the living room.

Myles is perched on the couch, fingers flying over his laptop keyboard once more, with a glass that appears to be whiskey sitting beside him.

"Starting early today?" Finn pokes at him, gesturing towards the glass.

"Five o'clock somewhere." Myles mutters back, not even glancing in my direction.

I settle onto the couch, reclining back into the inviting cushions, feeling utterly spent from the day's activities. It isn't long before I drift off into a peaceful nap that takes hold of me.

After a while, I find myself waking up to the sound of intense conversation. I can tell it's the twins, even though they're not right next to me. I prop myself up a bit and glance over the back of the couch, spotting them both sitting outside with the sliding door partially open.

"You were told not to touch the asset, Finn! When Sebastian finds out—"

"Oh piss off. I don't care if he finds out. It's his fault for leaving her with us in the first place. If she's so important then he should have taken her to London. I'm not going to apologize for what happened."

"Just don't involve me in your mess. I don't want any part of it, or her." Myles snaps back at him.

"Oh that's a boldfaced lie. I saw how you looked at her earlier and I know you heard us. That's why you left."

"Just give it a rest will you. That's not true. Unlike you, I have work to do." Myles leans back in his chair and crosses his arms.

"Yeah convenient excuse." Finn stands up and comes back inside.

I quickly pretend to be sleeping again and only stir when I head the door slam shut.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Finn asks, leaning over the back of the couch."