Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)
She covered her mouth, but lost it.
“I’m glad you find this funny. This is your fault.”
Her hands dropped, and the way she scrunched up her nose had my stomach dipping.
“My fault? How is this my fault?”
“You made us leave to go get all that shit!” I yelled.
Her mouth dropped open while her eyes turned dark. “You mean the food he needs to survive?”
I turned and walked toward my bedroom. Thank God the door had been closed. “He could have eaten the lunch meat in my refrigerator!”
“Oh, that’s nice. And then have him poop in here like he peed.”
I stopped walking and slowly turned around to face her. Her hands covered her mouth and her eyes widened with fear. Flash was hiding behind her.
Coward.
Pointing to her, I shouted, “I knew it! I knew I smelled cleaner!”
She stood there with the cutest damn smile while Flash whimpered and lay down at her feet.
I’m so screwed.
Chapter 6
Rory
Zero distraction zone
It took everything out of me to hold back how badly I wanted to laugh. Poor Finn. It was obvious he was a neat freak, and to come home with half his house in a mess really wasn’t funny.
Dropping the last garbage bag into the Dumpster, I peeked over at him. He still looked pissed. Flash walked alongside him like he didn’t have a care in the world. Truth be told, I was a tad bit worried about leaving him here with Finn.
“So, we worked good as a team. Got your place nice and tidy again,” I cheered him.
Finn’s eyes twitched as he glared at me. “Yep. Except for my new leather couch that’s torn to shit on one arm.”
Flash barked and jumped up at Finn.
Is that a vein bulging from his neck? Gesh, I didn’t know a vein could engorge that big.
Clearing my throat, I glanced between the two of them. I chewed on my thumbnail as I thought about leaving him with Finn.
“Do you really think I’m going to hurt him?”
Catching his eyes with mine, I nodded. “Yes. I do.”
His eyes filled with hurt, and I instantly regretted saying that. “I’m not going to hurt the dog, Rory. I promise.”
With a smile, I reached out my hand. “Well, it was fun!”
Finn rolled his eyes and ignored the gesture as he replied, “Loads of fun.”
I walked to the street and held my hand up for a cab. I didn’t live far from Finn, but it was dark and I wasn’t about to run home alone.
“Hey, Rory?”