Chapter 15

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

MONSTER

A nervous yet excited energy courses through my veins as I pay for our bowling lane.

When I made the decision to bring Finn bowling, I wasn’t sure if it was the right call since it wasn’t fancy or really that romantic. But seeing the way he practically drooled when he breathed in the mouth watering aroma of this place made me feel a lot better about everything.

I don’t miss the way my date grumbles under his breath about being able to pay for things too, and I can’t help but smirk. I appreciate the fact that Finn doesn’t expect me to pay for everything, but I really do like spoiling him. I make a sweet chunk of change off of a few sponsorship deals that I have with a couple of different sports companies. If I want to blow a little bit of that money on the guy who makes me feel things I’ve never felt before, then I should be allowed to do that.

“What size of shoes do you need?” the teenager working the front desk asks with a bored tone.

“I’m a fifteen,” I respond, then look at Finn, unsure of his shoe size.

“I’m a ten,” Finn supplies.

The teen nods and reaches down to grab our shoes. “You guys are in lane ten at the far end. If you want to order food or drinks you can do that at the next counter over,” he informs us, tilting his head toward the food counter. “You can eat at the table by your lane, where the computer is, but don’t take food or drinks onto the approach or the lane itself..”

“Sounds good,” I reply with a dip of my chin before grabbing my shoes with one hand and slipping my fingers between Finn’s with the other.

I walk us directly to the food counter, wanting to place our order before we start bowling. “What looks good to you?” I ask Finn while reading the menu that is posted above.

“Deep-fried mushrooms sound amazing, but I also love jalape?o poppers,” he replies, sounding conflicted.

Stepping up to the counter, I order both items and the deep-fried cauliflower, along with a fresh veggie platter to try and balance out all the fat and grease that the GSU athletic dietitian would totally give me shit about if she were here.

“There is no way we’ll be able to eat all that,” Finn whisper-shouts at me once I’ve paid and we start making our way to our lane.

“Babe, if you haven’t noticed, I’m a big guy. I won’t have any trouble helping you eat all of the food,” I remind him. “Besides, if we don’t eat it all, one of us can just take home the leftovers.”

He rolls his eyes but doesn’t argue any further, so I take that as a win.

With Finn’s hand still in mine, I give him a gentle tug and guide him toward our lane, where we program our names into the computer, and Finn steps up to take his first turn.

As he holds the bowling ball in his hand, eyeing up the pins, I take a moment to take him in, leaning against the wall instead of sitting just yet.

This man is fucking breathtaking. He’s got a small lean frame with a perfect bubble butt that fills out his dress pants perfectly. The vest he is wearing accentuates his waist and has my fingers itching to touch him there. I want to know what it feels like to let my hands roam over his entire body.

As my thoughts start to travel down a naughty path, my cock begins to thicken. I make myself take a deep breath and force my thoughts to safer topics. Not being in control of my erections is really starting to frustrate me.

Finn lunges as he throws his ball down the lane, and my eyes narrow in on his perfect pert ass again, which definitely doesn’t help deflate my cock any.

The ball rolls at a quick pace and smashes into the pins, knocking them all down, which makes Finn jump up and down cheering before racing over to me. He crashes into me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, and I can’t help but smile as I return the embrace.

“Well fuck, that was a great first throw,” I comment, loving the way his cheeks turn the perfect shade of pink.

“Beginners luck,” he murmurs before pressing his lips together.

“Still doesn’t take away from being amazing,” I whisper, then press my lips to his cheek, feeling them heat under my touch.

“It’s your turn,” he mumbles, barely loud enough for me to hear, but there is a hint of a smile on his plump red lips that lets me know he isn’t upset, just shy.

Obviously, Finn isn’t used to genuine compliments, and I plan on changing that. I want him to know how special and amazing he is. If I have to tell him a million times a day, I will.

I take my turn and un-surprisingly only knock down a few pins.

“Care to share some of that beginner’s luck with me?” I ask Finn, who is standing just before the approach, as I make my way back to him.

He chuckles, and the sound is like music to my ears. I love when he’s happy like this.

“I’m pretty sure it doesn’t work like that,” he tells me with a sexy smirk. “But our food arrived while you were failing to knock down the pins. Maybe a full stomach will help you step your game up,” he taunts.

Feeling a jolt of confidence, I take a step forward, wrap my arm around Finn, and pull him into me.

“I don’t know. I think my game has been just fine,” I whisper while staring intently into his eyes.

Finn licks his lips and takes in a shaky breath. “You’re not wrong,” he responds quietly, picking up on the double meaning of my words.

I lean down and press a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling back and grabbing his hand.

“Come on,” I say with a tilt of my head. “Don’t want our food to get cold.”

Finn nods and allows me to pull him toward the table.

“Holy shit,” I gasp out when I see all the food. The portion sizes are a lot larger than I thought they would be.

“Told you we ordered too much food,” Finn responds before sticking his tongue out at me in a teasing manner that has me grinning like a fool.

“I still stand by ordering it all,” I tell him with a shrug.

“Well, I’m excited to try everything,” Finn responds while eyeing up the food. “But first I want to take my turn. I am on a roll after all,” he tells me with a wink before strutting off to our lane.

I take a seat at our table but instead of dishing up, I watch my date. It’s like I can’t take my eyes off of him. And it’s not just because he’s fucking hot. He intrigues me and I wish I had half the confidence he has. Although the more time I spend with him the more I notice myself changing. It’s like when I’m with him, I break out of my cocoon of awkwardness and am the man I’ve always wanted to be.

Finn has awakened a version of myself I didn’t even know was in me. I can’t wait to see what else he can bring out of me.