Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)
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“I have you all day?”
She nodded and giggled. “I’m all yours today. I’ve already talked to Russell, so he knows I’ve taken a personal day.”
Hearing his name made my stomach clench. “Good. Let me make a couple calls, then we’ll be on our way.”
It was in that moment I realized something. Rory Adams was indeed the woman who was going to change me. And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
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“How did Russell take the news of you taking the day off?” I asked while we walked hand in hand along Evans Way. It was a beautiful day, cool enough for a long-sleeve shirt. I was thrilled when Rory agreed to the walk, especially since it would buy me the extra time needed to get our lunch set up and make a quick stop along the way. Rory had asked where we were going, but I managed to keep her in the dark.
“Considering I’ve never missed a day of work before, I don’t think he can say too much.” She peeked over my way. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
I stopped and glanced up at the sign. WARD SOLAR
“I need to check in on something for one quick second.”
Rory glanced up and nodded. “Is this your father’s place?”
“No. My brother Wes and I started it.”
Her mouth fell open. “You have your own business?”
With a slight laugh, I replied, “Don’t be so surprised, Rory. I do know something other than fighting fires.”
“No, I think that’s amazing. What do you do?”
Holding the door open for her, I answered her question. “We install solar panels. My brother is actually more of an investment partner, but he’ll come down every now and then and help do an install.”
“Hey, Joyce. How are you?”
Joyce, our part-time receptionist, shot me a quick smile and a thumbs-up as she continued on with her phone call.
Taking Rory by the hand, I led her into my office. “I just need to make sure everything is set for an install, and then we can head out.”
Rory took a seat and watched me intently as I talked to Josh, the foreman we used when I wasn’t helping with an install.
After making sure everything was set, I looked over at her and winked. “Bored yet?”
She shook her head. “No. I find it fascinating you own your business. Are you very busy?”
“We’re getting there. Business is picking up. And I have to do fewer and fewer of our installs, it seems like.”
Standing, she took my hand when I reached out for hers. “Wow. That’s really great, Finn.”
I drew her up against my body. “I think so too. Now, you ready for our date?”
She giggled. “I’m so ready. Lead the way!”
After staying goodbye to Joyce, we headed back out.
“Are we close? Can I ask that much?”
With a smile, I pointed to the building on our right.
“The Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum?”
“The gardens, to be exact.”