Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

“No. I’m not okay, because I came over here to tell you I wanted to go out on that date and then your door was open, and I came in uninvited, which I’m really sorry about that. Then I heard you moan and I thought you were sick, or worse yet that there was a girl in here, and I came in here and you were all spread-eagle on your bed.” I used my arms and spread them wide because for some stupid reason I felt like he needed a demonstration. “Then I saw your…your…you know.”

I pointed right at his dick.

This was nice. I was digging myself in deeper.

“My cock?”

That word from his lips. My mind was sent into a frenzy as I thought about all the things I wanted him to do with that…cock.

Sweet Jesus, help me.

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My heart was still racing when Flash and I stepped into the building after our walk. How was I going to look Finn in the face again? I was beyond embarrassed. Though he played it off like he didn’t care, something wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it, b

ut he was distant. I was going to have to talk to him about our conversations yesterday and his phone call last night.

Flash sat while the doors closed and we made our way up to the twenty-third floor. My mind drifted back to earlier, when Finn was dreaming about me. Feeling my cheeks heat, I let out a giggle.

Flash looked up and barked. “Oh stop. You’re smitten with him too. I see it all over your face.”

The doors opened as my phone rang. Glancing at it, I sighed and said, “Hey, Russell.”

“So where are you, Rory? Your mother said you requested the day off?”

How dare he call me and ask where I am.

“Yes I did. Is there an emergency or a reason you called that couldn’t wait until I got back tomorrow?”

“What?”

“The reason you called, Russell. Surely it’s not to see why I took a personal day. I’m sure you’re aware this is the first personal day I’ve taken since I began working at the firm.”

“Um…no, that’s not why. I was calling to make sure you were okay.”

We were almost to Finn’s door. “I’m fine. Thank you for checking up on me. I have some notes from last night. Things I noticed when I got home and read through the files. I’ll send them over this afternoon.”

Russell sighed. “That’s fine. Maybe since you’re taking the day off, I might as well also. Lord knows I could use it.”

I knew he wasn’t being sincere as much as he was being a sarcastic ass. “You should,” I responded. “I need to run. Bye Russell.”

After hitting End, I slipped the phone back into my jacket and knocked lightly on the door before opening it. When I walked into the room, I took in the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen: Finn sitting on the sofa with his hair wet and dressed in a white T-shirt and sweats. My goodness, this man was beyond good-looking.

“Hey, how are you feeling?”

Glancing up at me, he smiled, and my stomach fluttered. “Better than I should.”

With a lighthearted laugh I undid Flash’s leash, and he made a beeline to Finn. Holding up his hand, Finn said in a stern voice, “No,” but Flash jumped up on the sofa anyway.

He sat right next to Finn and barked once before dropping down and resting his head on Finn’s knee. “Damn, he doesn’t listen worth a shit.”

“Actually, he really does listen quite well.” I frowned as I stared at the dog resting on Finn’s leg. “Well, I guess he doesn’t listen all the time.”

Flash made a growling sound and closed his eyes as Finn softly ran his hand over his back.

Lucky dog. What I wouldn’t have done to have those fingers running over my bare skin.

“Rory, we need to talk.”