Finn's reason

Evie stomped over to Finn's leather couch. On the coffee table was a tumbler filled with an inch of amber fluid. It looked like whisky. Finn remained standing in front of her. His back was ramrod straight and his hands were thrust deep into the pockets of his jeans. Even in her irritated state she was aware of how the denim of his jeans strained across his thighs, emphasising his long, lean physique, and she was aware too of her own reaction to his maleness. It seemed that being annoyed with him wasn't enough to prevent herself from finding him attractive. Not that she planned to go anywhere near him ever again. Especially not after today. 

'There's a reason I wasn't at the hospital today,' he said, and Evie had to drag her eyes away from his hips and back up to his face as he spoke to her. 'Look.' He took his hands out of his pockets and held them outo her. His right hand was shaking badly. 'I didn't avoid surgery today because I didn't want to do it. I avoided it because I didn't want to be a liability. There was no way I could have operated today. You wouldn't want me near Bella like this, would you?'

2019-12-01

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