Ten Too Many Boys ***Old Version!!!***

Chapter Fourteen: A Moment is Interrupted

After the movie we both went upstairs to change and shower. When I finish showering and changing, I make my way downstairs to the kitchen to get a bowl and a spoon for my ice cream.

Just as I find a spoon, I hear someone come down the stairs. I look over my shoulder to see who it is and nearly drop my spoon. Finn is standing on the stairs in nothing but a towel. He sees me and surprise flashes across his face.

"Oh uh, I didn't think you'd be down here already." He rubs the back of his neck and avoids my eyes.

His hair is dark from the water and messy. Water droplets hang off the ends, and drip onto his neck and shoulders. More water drops cling to every ridge and plane of his muscular chest and stomach.

My stomach swoops and I resist the urge to whistle.

His towel honestly looks like it's going to drop at any second, and my eyes wander down to the edge. Oh my, I have been blessed.

He clears his throat, which drags my attention back up to his face. Is it just me or is he looking pink?

"I was just, uh, coming down here for a shirt."

I blink rapidly, trying to chase some brain cells back into my head. "Oh uh, yeah of course." I turn back around and clear my throat, trying to remember what I was doing.

I hope he isn't weirded out by me being, well, stupid. I couldn't have just turned around, could I. No no, just had to make it awkward.

I groan in frustration before closing the drawer and turning toward the living room. Finn bends over by the couch and scoops up a light blue t-shirt.

I hesitantly walk over toward him, and tuck some of my hair behind my ear. "I uh, hope I didn't make things too awkward between us." I mumble quietly. He looks at me as he pulls his shirt on.

Goodbye beautiful muscles.

He runs a hand through his wet hair. "It's ok. You didn't make anything awkward."

A voice in my head calls bullshit but I kick it into the back of my mind. He still looks a little pink.

I sigh in relief. "Oh good. I was worried I ruined our friendship." The voice is back again wishing that it was more then a friendship. I kill the voice.

He looks down at the spoon and bowl in my hands. He furrows his brows.

"Did you not get me a bowl or spoon?" He lays his hand over his heart, feigning injury. "I'm so hurt! How could you do this to me?! That betrayal hurt our friendship!"

I roll my eyes at him, then lightly smack him in the stomach with the back of my hand. "Whatever you big baby. I thought you could do it yourself since your such a big boy." I say the last couple words in a baby voice.

I walk back toward the kitchen. "But since I'm such a nice person, I'll get them for you." I wink at him before opening one of the cupboard doors, and pull out a bowl. With my other hand I open the drawer again and get a second spoon for big baby Finn.

I hand them to him and notice the surprised look on his face. I look up at him questionably. "What? Why do you have that look on your face?"

He just smiles and shakes his head. "Oh nothing, I was just surprised at your generosity, now come on, let's go get our ice cream." He still has his towel wrapped around his waist. Is the boy not going to put on pants?

He opens the door to the garage and I follow him through. I glance around as we walk over to the freezer. Bikes are hung up on one wall, and some hoses are next to those. More stuff is cluttered along the other wall.