Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

He moved in closer.

“What is he doing?” Rory asked.

Oh God.

“He has a strange look in his eyes,” I whispered.

Rory grabbed my arms. “Oh no. He’s going to bark.”

“He wouldn’t.”

Flash let out a low growl.

Rory squeezed my arms. “He’s mad I yelled at him before. This is his payback to me.”

I looked down at Rory. “What? Dogs don’t ‘pay back’ anything. He’s too stupid to know to do that.”

As if on cue…Flash barked.

Loudly, and with a look of defiance in his eyes.

“Flash…bad boy!” I whisper-shouted.

He barked again, this time louder.

“Get off me, Finn. Make him stop!”

Flash ran from us and raced up the stairs.

“That bastard!” Jumping up, I started to take off but got tripped up by my jeans and fell forward. The coffee table was the only thing I saw as my head hit it.

“Finn!” Rory cried out.

“Shh! Don’t wake up—”

Cries from upstairs filled the entire house.

Holy shit. That kid has some lungs on her.

Rolling over, I covered my left eye. “Son-of-a-bitch.”

“I’ll get her,” Rory said as she rushed by me, jumping over my head and coming dangerously close to stepping on it.

“I’m okay! Don’t worry about me,” I called out sarcastically.

Rory rushed up the stairs. “You’re not the one screaming…she is.”

I slowly sat up. The headache instantly hitting me and making me feel sick to my stomach.

Flash appeared next to me and barked, scaring me half to death.

“I’m selling you to the black market and they’re going to make horse food out of you.”

He tilted his head and gave a low-sounding growl.

“Yeah, fuck you too, Flash.”

He barked. “See, I can totally read your mind.”