Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2) - Page 22
I glanced back to him. “Thanks for helping. We on for dinner tomorrow night?”
My body warmed when he flashed me that adorable smile of his. “You’re welcome, and I’ll see you around, Finn.”
The cab pulled up and I hopped in. I gave the driver my address, dropped my head against the seat, and took in a few deep breaths. I’d never had as much fun as I had with Finn the last few hours, from shopping at the pet store to cleaning up the terrible mess Flash had made. Covering my mouth, I giggled. “Poor Finn.”
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“Your mind seems preoccupied this morning.”
Lifting my gaze to meet Clare’s, I grinned. “It’s nice to spend some time with you.”
“I agree. You work too hard, Rory. You really need to learn to enjoy time for yourself.”
With a nod, I agreed. “I know. It’s just so hard. When I started at the firm, I felt like I had to prove something to everyone. I volunteered for every case I possible could, even if I wasn’t lead counsel on it.”
“Why?” she asked while taking a huge bite of her sourdough toast and fighting to keep her hair out of her mouth.
Chuckling, I watched her struggle as the wind whipped her hair
about. The smell of fall floated on the breeze, causing me to take a moment to inhale and enjoy the aroma of cinnamon and musky leaves. I felt relaxed. This was my favorite time of year.
“Hello? Earth to Rory?”
“Sorry. I took them on to prove my worth. You know, with my mom owning the firm and all. Plus, I heard some girls talking when I first came on full-time. They mentioned how I would be shown special treatment.”
She wore a thoughtful expression. “So you worked your ass off to prove a bunch of bitches wrong?”
Laughing, I replied, “I guess so. Got a ton of experience, though.”
“That’s good at least.”
“Yep.”
She took another bite of her toast. “But work is for sure not on your mind, Rory. Not with that goofy deer-in-the-headlight look on your face. You’re thinking about a guy.”
My mouth dropped. How in the hell did she know that? “I am not.”
Lifting her brow, she tilted her head and replied, “Really? Look me directly in the eye and tell me you were not thinking about a guy and I’ll treat you to a mani-pedi today.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun! I haven’t done that in a long time.”
“Stop avoiding the question, Rory.”
Taking a bite of my parfait, I asked, “What was the question again?”
With a huge smile, Clare pointed her egg-filled fork at me. “I knew it! I knew it….What’s his name?”
I thought about lying and saying it wasn’t a guy who had my mind so damn preoccupied, or blurting everything out and asking Clare for advice. I was positive it would somehow involve his dick.
“It’s Finn.”
Her mouth formed an O as her eyes widened. “Finn? That sounds sexy as fuck.”
Worrying my lower lip into my mouth, I clamped down on it and nodded. I closed my eyes and sighed. Opening them, I focused on Clare. “Oh, gosh, Clare. He is more than sexy. If you were to look up ‘hot-as-hell guy with the most amazing fit body’ in Webster’s, his picture would be there. He’s funny, has the most adorable smile, and when he’s really happy, his dimples pop out. He has crazy hair that looks like he runs his hand through it all…the…time. His condo is immaculate. Like you thought I was crazy weird about keeping stuff clean, this guy takes it up a level.” I stopped talking and thought about Finn’s eyes. “Those amazing emerald eyes of his are so easy to get lost in. They way he looks at me sometimes is so seductive I feel like I’m going to combust. And his kiss…Good Lord, his kiss left me reeling for hours.”
Clare sat there with her toast frozen at her mouth and stared at me. She dropped it to the plate and let a huge grin take over her face.
“Wow. Please tell me you slept with this guy and that he was the best sex you’ve ever had, ’cause the look on your face right now is almost borderline…”
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