“Yeah. I’ve met him a few times. Really nice guy.”
“That’s what everyone says,” I responded.
Finn took me by the elbow and walked me back toward the firehouse. “So if you have time to go out to eat with your…coworker…you surely have time to to go out to dinner with me.”
It wasn’t lost on me that a few of the other firefighters were watching us.
“This isn’t the time or place to talk about it, Finn.”
Narrowing his eyes at me, Finn leaned in closer. My heart skittered when I felt his breath against the soft skin under my ear. “Then where is?”
“Rory, we really need to get back to the office,” Russell called out.
Locking my eyes with Finn’s, I smiled. “I have to run. How’s Flash?”
I could see the disappointment on his face. “Come find out for yourself
.”
My lips pressed tightly together.
“Rory!”
“Jesus Christ, dude, give us a second, will you?” Finn called out to Russell, the disappointment on his face turning to agitation.
“I really should go. I’ll see you around, Finn.”
He looked like he wanted to kiss me, and Lord help me, I wanted him to as well. “See ya around, Rory.”
And with that, Finn walked into the firehouse while I stood there like an idiot watching his retreating body.
Russell cleared his throat, pulling me out of my temporary daze.
I quickly got into his car. My heart was pounding and my head spun. What was it about Finn Ward that made me so crazy and had my body begging for more. More of his smile, his laugh…to be near him.
“Rory, are you even listening to me?”
Snapping my head to the left, I stared at Russell. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?”
“This firefighter. Is he going to be a distraction for you on this case?”
My breath caught. “What? No! Of course not. We’re only friends—why would you think that?”
Lifting his brow, Russell didn’t say anything, but I knew he was referring to the last few minutes, when I’d been totally lost in thought.
“Good. Because the last thing you or I need is for you to be distracted by someone.”
I was instantly pissed off. Even though I knew Russell was right. I couldn’t afford a distraction like Finn Ward, but I didn’t need him telling me.
“You don’t have to worry about me, Russell. I’m married to my job.”
He smiled and hit the gas as we weaved in and out of Boston traffic on the way back to the office. “That’s what I want to hear.”
Chapter 10
Finn
Confused feelings