Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he walked toward the house. Flash was barking and running back and forth, too excited to hold it in.

“He loves it here,” I said.

Finn let out a loud laugh. “Hell yeah he does. He has room to run and isn’t locked up in a crate. Bastard hasn’t done one thing to the house. Nothing.”

With a giggle, I leaned my head into him. “I could get used to you carrying me everywhere. I may have to forget my shoes all the time.”

“I don’t need an excuse to hold you in my arms.”

Thud. There went my heart. I was convinced only Finn would ever make me feel so loved and cherished. Like I was his entire world.

“They have emerged from their lovers’ quarters.”

My cheeks instantly heated.

“Rory, you remember my older pain-in-the-ass brother Wes.”

With a smile, I nodded and held my left hand out while still hanging on to Finn’s neck. “It’s great seeing you again, Wes. Thank you so much for doing everything with the…um…tent.”

Wes threw his head back and laughed, then motioned for us to follow him into the house.

The moment Finn walked up onto the porch, the front door flew open. “Rory!”

Finn’s mother, Jenn, came rushing over to us. Then she stopped on a dime.

“Are you hurt? Did that dog knock you over? Where are your shoes?”

Setting me down, Finn walked up to his mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek before drawing her in for a hug.

“Mom, catch your breath, will you? I forgot to pack her shoes, yes the damn dog knocked us over, but no one is hurt.”

Jenn wore a wide grin as she kissed Finn back, pushed him out of the way, and walked up to me. Taking my hands in hers, she slowly shook her head. “My goodness. I still can’t get over how beautiful you’ve grown up to be, Rory.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Ward.”

“There will be none of that ‘Mrs. Ward’ crap! I told you to call me Jenn,” she said as she waved her hand about. “Now, let’s get you some breakfast. I’m sure you worked up an appetite.”

“Mom!” Finn said as I stared at her with a horrified expression.

“What? All that dancing last night at the gala? Then making the poor girl sleep in a tent? She probably didn’t get a wink of sleep.”

Jenn turned and headed into the house as I covered my mouth to contain my laughter. Wes chuckled and hit Finn on the back while tossing me a wink. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”

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Breakfast was a mix of chaos and pure fun. Wes talked about his life in New York City. I was pretty sure I was the only who caught the sadness in his eyes. He even hinted at moving back to Boston, at which Jenn perked up, though she didn’t push the matter. I honestly couldn’t imagine having parents who weren’t pushy or in my business every second of the day.

“What’s it like being a lawyer, Rory?” Mike asked as he took a drink of coffee.

I shrugged. “Long hours and lots of research and questioning.”

Mike lifted his brow and gave me a discerning look. “You don’t like being a lawyer?”

“I do.” My eyes drifted across the room to Finn. “At one point in my life I wanted to do something different, but that all changed when I decided to pursue law. I committed to becoming an attorney and went after it a hundred and ten percent.”

“You sound like your mother,” Jenn stated as she sat down on the armrest of the chair Mike was sitting in.

With a warm smile, I replied, “That’s a compliment….Thank you.”