Off Ice.

Chapter Thirty-Two.

Avery

Finn was like the fucking energizer bunny last night.

You'd think after the round we had in the bathroom before our shower, he'd be too tired to do anything else - especially given he played a game before that, but nope. That man had me going for three more rounds all throughout the night.

Imma be blunt. I've never had six orgasms in one night.

I'm going to need at least a week to recover. I'm walking with a limp like I'm fucking Jack Sparrow.

Although we got few hours of sleep because of it, the sleep we did get was a good one. I weirdly felt really energized all day, but maybe thats because we just landed in fucking Seattle.

We're home.

I'm giddy as all hell - getting random surges of excitement that make me playfully slap at Finn and giggle or just get bursts of adrenaline. He's excited too, he won't stop grinning and he's being very lovey. It's like the two of us are just on cloud nine.

We landed about forty five minutes ago and now we're in the Uber on our way to his family's house. I already have gotten a bit emotional - walking through the airport and going to the pick up area. It's all just so familiar and comforting. I haven't been here since the day I moved and my soul just feels warm actually being back. My last memory I have from here is watching Finn walk to his flight to San Jose while I went to New York and I'm really glad that I'm able to make new ones now.

Finn's got me tucked into his side as we watch the familiar environment fly past us through the window, the sun setting on my favorite land. I keep getting so excited and pointing out the stupidest shit - like the Target I used to go to all the time or the convenience store that I never stepped foot in but passed every single day. It's all flooding back to me and I cannot believe how good I feel. For the first time in forever, I actually feel like I'm home.

"Ooh, I just got nervous," I admit, shaking a bit when a chill goes down my back. He looks down at me with an eyebrow quirked up, an excited glint in those emerald eyes and an amused look on his face. "What the hell for?"

"To see your family!" I exclaim quietly, running my hands down my face. "It's been so long."

He rolls his eyes as he settles deeper into the seat of the car, looking back out the window and not saying anything. I know he thinks it's not a big deal, but his family is important to me and I just really hope they don't secretly hate my guts.

"Hey," I pout, which makes him look back at me with narrow eyes. "Baby, they love you. I don't know how else to tell you. I'm positive Morgan's going to cry when she sees you."

"I'm going to cry," I tell him, which makes him grin at me. He pulls me into his side even more as we turn down his block and I already feel like I could cry because of how much nostalgia is running through me. I just can't believe we're back.

"I can't wait to tell them about the move," he shakes his head with a smile, like he still just can't believe it. It really is still so hard to comprehend - that we're going to be living here. I know how hard it's been for him to keep it a secret but I'm glad he did it, because I really want to see the look on their faces when they find out. "It's going to be hard to not blurt it out as soon as we see them."

"Well, you can if you want. There's no wrong way to tell them," I remind him softly, leaning a bit more into his side as I look up at him. He's so pretty.

He presses his lips to my forehead as we pull up in front of his house and I'm just a little bit stunned in place for a second. Everything looks exactly the same and it's feeding my soul right now.