Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

“Another drink?” Autumn shouted.

I stood. “My turn to buy this time.”

She gave me a thumbs-up as I grabbed the three empty beer bottles and made my way to the bar. Trying to get through the packed bar was insane. I had rubbed against so many men and women I felt like I needed a cigarette.

I sit the empty bottles on the bar and motioned to the bartender for three more. Two girls stumbled up next to me, clearly trashed out of their minds.

“God, I need to get mindlessly fucked.”

The guy on the other side of them snapped his head and smiled. Rolling my eyes, I waited for the bartender to bring me the beers.

“Too bad you couldn’t break the hot firefighter.”

That caught my attention. Leaning a little closer, I tried to hear what they were saying, but only caught every other word.

“He’s…not going…old girlfriend…pining over…cock.”

My eyes widened as I turned to face them. They were barely twenty-one, if that.

The blonde caught my stare. “I’m not into that. Sorry.”

I laughed and held up my hands. “Me either. You mentioned a firefighter?”

She nodded. “Yeah, there’s a whole group of them here. Two of them are fucking hot as hell. But they are both no-goes.”

Leaning in, I asked, “Why?”

She motioned she couldn’t hear

me. “Why are they no-goes?”

With a pout, she made the letter X with her fingers. “Pining over their ex-girlfriends. Whoever they were, they were stupid bitches!”

I laughed. The bartender set the three beers down in front of me.

Turning back to the girls, I smiled and shouted, “Be safe and have fun, ladies.”

They yelled out in unison, “Girls’ night!”

With a lighter heart, I headed back to our table. Right as I got there, I stopped.

Finn. He’s here. I can feel it.

I spun around looking for him.

“Um, if you want to dance, Rory…can you put the drinks down first?” Autumn shouted.

“What?” I asked as I kept searching feverishly. My heart was racing and there was a growing tightness in my chest.

“Finn’s here.”

Clare jumped up. “What?”

“How do you know?” Autumn asked.

How did I explain to them I had a feeling? They would both think I was nuts.

I climbed onto the chair and started looking.