Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
“Give me Flash,” she said between gagging.
She took the dog’s lease. “Easy, boy, let’s head home.”
We started walking toward my condo, and I couldn’t ignore the scorching-hot sensation I felt where her body was up against mine.
“We’ll get you both home and you can take care of that,” She gagged again before going on. “And I’ll get Flash settled.”
A small hint of a smile spread over my face. Maybe this dog thing would turn out okay after all.
Rory
Oh no, Flash
After helping Finn into his condo, I quickly asked where his bathroom was before I puked on his very nice floors.
With a laugh, he pointed to a half bath. “I’m going to go wash out my mouth and see the damage this mutt caused.”
All I could do was nod as I rushed into the bathroom. I carefully splashed my face, making sure I didn’t hit my mascara. The last thing I wanted was raccoon eyes. Lifting my head, I stared at myself in the mirror.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
Clearly Finn was fine. Maybe in a bit of pain, but the second I’d asked him if he needed help home, he’d jumped on it. Why did I ask in the first place? What did I hope to get out of this?
Oh, that’s right.
More Finn.
I counted to twenty.
Get a grip on yourself, Rory. My goodness. He’s only a guy.
My blue gaze stared back at me.
Just a guy. Really?
He was hot as hell. A body to die for. A massive chest I wanted pressed to mine.
No! No! No! Stop this mad thinking!
I took in a deep breath, then slowly released it, feeling its calming effects. I’d go out there, make sure he was okay and then I’d go home.
When I walked into the living room, my breath caught.
“Wow!” I mumbled. Clearly this was Flash’s first time here as well, because he was sniffing everywhere.
“What did you say?” Finn called out.
My head turned toward where his voice was coming from.
His bedroom. I wonder how big his bed is.
Covering my face, I mentally chastised myself for my thoughts.
“Um, nothing. Your place is amazing!” I called out.
“Thanks!”
Flash was everywhere. Jumping up on the leather sofa, next into the chair, then quickly bounding over the coffee table and making a beeline for the kitchen.
I joined him there and searched for a dog bowl.
Back in the hall again, I peeked into the bedroom. My eyes widened at the sight before me.
A massive king-size bed sat in the middle of the room. I was surprised it was made; I didn’t think guys were neat. The gray walls were masculine, yet very calming. A female had clearly had a hand in decorating it. For some reason, that made me sad and jealous.
“Where’s Flash’s water bowl?”
Finn popped his head out the door. “Water bowl?”
“Yeah. You know, that thing he drinks water out of?” I said with a chuckle.
He frowned. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll be right there. Could you get a bowl from the cabinet left of the refrigerator?”
Smiling, I replied, “Sure.”
As I walked back into his living room, I wondered why he had Flash, the new pup at my father’s station.
I stopped in my tracks when I saw Flash peeing on the floor.
“No!” I harshly whispered. “Bad boy! No!”
“What?” Finn called out.
“Um…nothing! Everything’s okay!”
I stared down at Flash, who lowered his head. “You are in big trouble if he sees his new roommate peeing on his floor.”
Flash whimpered and lay down. I quickly headed into the kitchen. Opening the cabinet under the sink, I smiled when I saw Pine-Sol. A man after my own heart.
Grabbing some paper towels and the cleaner, I made fast in wiping up the small amount of pee. I took Flash’s face in my hands and looked into his big brown eyes. “I get the need to mark your territory, but I’m pretty sure Finn likes his pad clean, buddy.”
The dog reached up and licked me, causing me to giggle. “Let’s get you some water. I have a feeling your daddy is going to need to go get you food.”
After I tossed the paper towels in the trash and put the cleaner back under the sink, I got out a bowl. Filling it with cold water, I placed it in the corner of the dining area. “Here. This is a perfect spot for you.”
“Did you clean something?”
I screamed as I spun around. My eyes were immediately drawn to Finn’s lower lip. It was swollen, and dang it if I didn’t want to kiss it better.
“I uh…no…I … Your…your lip.”
His fingers lightly ran across it. “Is it still bleeding? My tongue was the thing that wouldn’t stop bleeding.” He shot Flash a dirty look. “Damn dog.”
It was like there was a force of nature that was pulling my eyes to that lip. That soft, plump, kissable lip.