Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

“Finn? Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

I shook my head. “No…sorry. The last few days have been long. Listen, I appreciate the dinner invite, but I’m kind of seeing someone.”

Huh? What in the hell?

Her lips formed into a pout. “Well, I guess that’s my loss, isn’t it?”

The only thing I could do was smile.

I lied. Why in the hell did I lie?

Maybe I thought it was easier to tell her that than to turn her down?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

“Thank you so much for catching this little bastard….I mean…for catching Flash.”

She covered her mouth and chuckled. “Well, maybe I’ll see you both out running sometime.”

Nodding, I lifted my hand. “Thanks again, Julie.”

“Sure! Anytime!” she called out as Flash and I took off into a run.

—

“All right, what’s wrong?” Colton asked as I sat down on my sofa. Flash jumped up next to me and spilled the popcorn everywhere in his attempts to sit on me.

“Damn it, Flash!” I shouted. “Get off the sofa!”

I gave him a hard push, and Flash jumped off and promptly ran across the room and jumped up on Colton.

Sighing in frustration, I got up and started to clean up the popcorn.

“Okay, I know it’s not the dog that has you all uptight.”

Shooting daggers at Colton, I pointed to the sofa arm. “Do you not see the arm half chewed off?”

Colton looked down and attempted to hold back his smile. “He sure did a number on it. How long is Cap making you keep this mutt?”

“Probably until he drives me insane and I can no longer take it.”

This time he didn’t hold his laughter back. “Seriously, though, it’s not the dog that’s bothering you. I can tell you like him.”

I huffed. “The thing is destroying my place and eating me out of it at the same damn time.”

Plopping back onto the sofa, I scrubbed my hands down my face. “For fuck’s sake. I can’t get her out of my mind.”

“And there it is. It’s finally happened.”

“What’s finally happened?” I asked, dropping my hands to my side.

“That girl.”

My brows pinched together as I stared at him. “That girl?”

Colton sipped his beer, taking his time responding to me. “Yep. That girl that makes you rethink everything. Like, do I really want to go out tonight and mindlessly flirt with women? Am I really gonna have a one-night stand with the hot chick I met at Subway? Will I ever call the number I got from the yoga instructor after she went blatantly out of her way to guide me into my poses today?”

Squeezing my eyes shut, I said, “Wait,” I said as I looked at Colton. “When in the hell did you sign up for yoga and did you really sleep with someone you met at Subway?”