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He reaches for a mug. “Restless sleep.”
“I…slept great.”
Eoghan whips his head toward me. “Why?”
I bite my lip. I want to tell him so bad… But that’s mean.
“The new book I’m reading. It’s very…fulfilling.”
“Another book?” He sips the coffee. “What’s this one called?”
My brain scrambles to remember the next book on the list we’re supposed to read for this month’s meeting. I panic when nothing materializes.
“You wouldn’t know it. Guys aren’t into those kinds of books.”
“What kind of books?”
“Romances.”
“Odd, since men like me star in them.”
I choke on the coffee because he’s right. “How do you know that?”
“I have five sisters now, and I hear them giggling, passing around a paperback in the living room when we do family dinners once a week.”
“What do you mean, you have five sisters now?”
“My four brothers are married. We don’t use the term in-law. Their four wives and my sister, Shea-Lynne, are all my sisters.”
This tugs at my heart. “That’s…sweet.”
“Once you’re in our family, once you have my name…” He leans into me, his aftershave a dreamy fragrance in my nose. “You become one of us. We protect what’s ours. That includes the wives. Even more so.”
“How many brothers do you have? I caught on that Cormac had a twin.”
“Darragh is Cormac’s twin.” Eoghan looks around. “This is his villa. There are seven brothers total.”
The idea of six more of Eoghan in one room makes me dizzy.
“Your poor mom…” I laugh.
“Is very sick,” he deadpans.
Shit. Shit. Shit. “I’m so sorry.”
“MS. And it’s not looking good. Da is taking her home to Ireland soon.” He checks his watch. “And I want to be back in Astoria before she goes.”
“Let’s go through these files and come up with a plan so you can catch the next red-eye home,” I say and feel tears welling up at the thought of him leaving.
I drifted off to sleep thinking of what Johnny did to me. His dirty talk with a deep timbre, and no accent did the job.
But it didn’t melt over me, or left me feeling warm and cherished like Eoghan’s raspy brogue. The way his pitch lifts from his accent is so damn sexy. The idea of him back in New York kicks at my chest. But he and I can’t be together.
“I have a jet.” He adds natural sugar to his coffee. “It’s Kieran’s technically, but it’s at my disposal.”
“A jet? Here in Vegas?”
“No.” He shakes his head “The brat-pack all flew home after they dropped off me and Cormac.”
