Free Loving Reese (Tremont Lodge Series Book 2) by Marcy Blesy

her face when she demanded we come out from under the sheets. Ha! Surely you remember, Finn?”
    I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t explode with the rage that is building inside.
    “Put your clothes back on, Sam.” Finn tosses her discarded clothes onto the bed and walks toward the bathroom.
    “You don’t want to watch?” she asks, slipping out from under the sheet and letting it fall to the floor.
    Finn continues into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him, leaving me to deal with Samantha alone. The rage I’d been holding in bursts open like a dam. For a split second, I contemplate taking a picture of Sam standing naked in another man’s room and sending it to Anthony, but I won’t stoop to that level yet, not if I don’t have to. Finn’s made his feelings clear. Now it’s my turn. “You have exactly one minute to get your clothes on and get your ass out of this room. You may find it appropriate to spend the eve of your wedding throwing yourself at Finn, but I don’t and neither does he. You keep your problems out of my boyfriend’s life and out of mine, or I promise you will be sorry you ever stepped foot on the property of Tremont Lodge.” I look at my phone and start counting down the seconds.
    Samantha’s lets out an exasperated sigh and starts getting dressed. Before she opens the door, she grabs her purse, pausing to turn back and look at me. “Finn is too good for you. Finn is too good for everybody. You can’t keep him. Someone like that deserves a princess. You, my dear, are no princess. ”
    I slam the door in her face, flick off the light, and push back the curtains, letting the full moon’s light into the room. “ Argh! ” I pick up pillows and start throwing them around the room. It’s a better alternative than having a panic attack. I guess fury trumps stress.
    Finn opens the bathroom door and moves quickly toward me. He takes a pillow out of my hand and pulls me close. “Hey there, tornado. What did my poor room do to you?”
    I ball my fists up on Finn’s chest. “I just hate this whole situation. Why is she trying to mess with us? I never did anything to her. You ended things years ago, right?” Finn pauses and looks away. “Finn?”
    “We haven’t dated for a couple of years. That’s true…”
    “But?”
    “But we’ve kept in contact via Facebook and texting and stuff. I thought she was coming to visit this summer.”
    “You knew she was having the wedding at the lodge, you mean?”
    Finn runs his hands through his hair and rubs his forehead. “No. I didn’t know anything about Anthony.”
    ‘But you said you follow Samantha on Facebook.”
    “I know. That’s the weird thing. She never talked about him or the wedding or anything like that….”
    “So, when she talked about visiting you this summer, you thought she meant to hook up again or whatever the hell that means?” The picture forming in my head makes my stomach churn, but I tell myself to keep breathing.
    “Reese…” He puts his hand on my arm.
    “Don’t touch me! You were planning on hooking up with Samantha this summer!” I bat at my eyes because I don’t want to let Finn see me cry.
    “It’s not what you think. I haven’t heard from her since June.”
    “You met me in June!”
    “I know. That’s what I’m trying to say. Once I met you and things started getting serious, I stopping talking to Sam. You have to believe me.”
    “Why should I?”
    “Because it’s the truth.” He stares at me, his big green eyes begging for acceptance.
    “If it is the truth, then she’s using this wedding as a way to make you jealous or something sinister like…”
    He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me toward him before I can think of resisting, though I don’t really want to. “I don’t care what or why she’s here, Reese. I am in love with you. Nothing can change that.” And when he kisses me, I close my eyes and feel my body melting into his, and wonder why the fates are