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

and Murphy. Plus, I did find another woman in his bed last night…”
    “What?” Tinley lets the handle on her Gucci luggage slip from her hands, sending clothes spilling onto the floor when it snaps open.
    “Ha! It’s not what you think, though that was pretty much my reaction, too, when Finn and I got back to his room last night only to find that Samantha, his ex-girlfriend that’s getting married today , had picked his lock and thrown her naked body into Finn’s bed.”
    “She didn’t!”
    “Oh, she did.”
    “What did you do? I would have killed her.”
    “Finn played it cool and didn’t give her the time of day. I yelled at her, but she wasn’t fazed. Turns out she was planning on coming to the lodge all along to see Finn. I don’t know why she can’t let him go, but you can be damn sure I’m going to make sure her ass gets married today.”
    “You mean you’re not going to tell her fiancé?” she asks surprised.
    “No way. Not if I don’t have to. I want her married and as far away from Finn as possible.”
    “Wow! I think I need to rearrange my flight to leave tomorrow. This is too good to miss.”
    “No, Tinley. Your parents are already stressed about your big news. Show up when they are expecting you. I promise to give you a full report.”
    “You’d better,” she says, repacking the contents of her suitcase. “Hey, you don’t happen to know if this Samantha chick is allergic to fish, do you?”
    “All I can say about that, Tinley, is that I’m judging you a whole lot less harshly than I did the night of the Albert wedding. Come on. Let’s get you packed up.” I pick up two bags, one in each hand, and sling a bag on each shoulder.
    Murphy is waiting by his pickup truck when we get downstairs. “Hey, Reese!” He waves. “You need a hand there?” He takes the bags from my shoulders and puts them in the back of the truck. Then he does the same with Tinley’s bags.
    “Hey! I thought you sold this beauty,” I say, hitting the bed of Murphy’s pick-up truck.
    “Didn’t Finn tell you?”
    “Uh, no.”
    “After today, Finn is the proud owner of a Toyota Tacoma. He’s going to be out to pick it up later in the extended parking lot at the airport. I can’t very well drive this pile of metal all the way to California. Anyway, I’m sure it wouldn’t help me sell myself as meshing with Tinley’s world.” He glances at Tinley who jumps to his defense.
    “Stop it! You could drive a cardboard box with paper plate wheels and still belong in my world. I don’t give a damn what anyone says.” She grabs hold of his shirt and pulls him in front of her where she plants a juicy kiss square on his mouth.
    “Well, I for one love this pile of metal and look forward to cruising around Tremont City in style with Finn.”
    “Thanks, Reese. Take care of yourself…and Finn.” Murphy hugs me goodbye and moves to the side of Tinley so we can say our own goodbyes.
    She grabs my hands and starts talking before I can think of what to say. “I love you like a sister, and there’s not too many people in this world who could stand living with me.” She glances at Murphy. “And I hit the jackpot when I met two of you this summer, but I suck at goodbyes , so I’ll see you later, Reese Prentice. Come to California. You have an open invitation for a visit and for our wedding.” A smile fills her face.
    “Aww, Tinley, I was hoping you’d get married at Tremont Lodge.”
    “Ha! You are hilarious. I’m not stepping foot back in this state again but nice try.” Murphy checks the time on his phone and nods in Tinley’s direction. “Okay, I have a plane to catch with my fiancé. Love you!” She gives me a quick hug and jumps into the pick-up truck before I can say anything more, but when she refuses to look back at me and keeps batting at her face with her hand, it is clear that she is crying. All I can do is wave at the back of the truck as it drives away because I am crying, too.

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