The Cleansing: Part One (Book Two of the Golden Eyes Trilogy)

Chapter 6: Dickish Ways and All

Nova

I surfaced and took a deep breath, pulling the goggles from my face as I looked to the shore to see where Shasta was. She was still building her sandcastle.

Well, sandpile. At least she's trying.

I'd have to find her some of those sandcastle things to play with since we do live on the beach now.

Finn was standing a few feet away from her and waved when he saw me. I smiled and waved back before heading for the shore as Nixon called for us to eat. Finn met me halfway with a kiss and grabbed my ass again.

I swear he has a problem.

I can still feel my right cheek tingling from where he smacked it earlier and when I looked there was a very defined and red handprint on it too. I wanted to be mad but I actually kind of liked it. I wouldn't be telling him that though.

He'd take advantage of it and I don't feel like walking around with a sore ass all the time. He really does have some kind of weird fetish with my butt but instead of being annoyed or offended I actually found it kind of flattering.

I've never really liked my body. Finch was the one who had the killer body between us. I was always jealous of how she looked. Guys always chose her over me. I didn't really care all that much but a little part of me was slightly offended that guys never asked me out.

Finch always said it was because I have "resting serial killer face" which is many steps ahead of resting bitch face and I'm too intimidating. So that just made me think they were all little bitches and I cared less.

Then Finn came around and proved I'm not all that intimidating because even when I gave him scary looks or mean glares he hit on me anyways. He wasn't intimidated by me at all. That or he got a rush of fear that he liked when I did so.

He is a bit of an adrenaline junkie.

"You should dress like this more often." He teased, keeping his hand on my ass as we headed towards Nixon to get our fix.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

Hell. No.

"You mean practically naked?"

Finn grinned and nodded. "Trust me. I don't mind."

I rolled my eyes again and swatted his hand away but he just put it back and continued to grin.

Why do I put up with him again?

"I can tell you're uncomfortable. Just know I think you look amazing. You always do. It's just different. You never show this much skin. I like your body and you should show it off more. I personally think you're gorgeous and I'm your boyfriend so my opinion is the only one that matters."

I rolled my eyes but I did think it was cute. He's buttering me up for something.

"If you want sex you can just ask. I won't say no."

Finn grinned and kissed me before pulling me against his chest. "I prefer to earn it."

Good response. Cause I'm actually considering what he's saying. I do feel weird. More about all of my scars than anything else. I'm pretty beat up. I don't have a lot to be confident about. I touched the scar on my cheek and fought back a sigh. Maybe I'd be more confident if it didn't look like I got thrown through a wood chipper.

"Your scars show you're a badass with a history. They show you went through some shit and still came out alive and on top. You should off more and care less about the little things. And show off your ass. Especially your ass. Definitely your ass."