He would have just escaped down the street to his own little cabin but he had Holly’s house key in his pocket and figured that at least one of them should wish the Riley siblings a proper goodbye. It wasn’t going to be Lisa. He found Holly settled on the sofa with a remote in her hand and Russ and Emily in the kitchen unloading groceries into the refrigerator. “You and Lisa have a nice discussion out there, Rory?” Russ asked dryly as he pulled a bottle of wine out of the sack. “Hell, how does Holly think she’s going to get this bottle open with just one working hand?” “If she wants to drink it badly enough she’ll figure it out,” Emily said blithely. “So you thought your lady hooked up with my brother, huh? Gotta love those horny soldiers.” Rory ground his teeth together. “I gather you heard us. And this is your business because?” Emily pointed to the open window. “Everyone on The Point probably heard you, so if you don’t want everybody and God knowing your business you really ought to have your heated discussions behind closed doors.
