Page 86 of Her Irish Boss

“What do you want, Brogan?”

“I came to apologize.”

Selena tilted her head to the side. “What do you want for the future? Not for your brothers. Not for me. Not for the restaurant. For you. What doyouwant?”

He didn't have to second guess himself. “You.” He swallowed, nerves pegging him from all sides. “I wouldn't choose you over my brothers. I can't choose one person I love over the other. And I love you, Selena.”

Surprise flickered in her eyes. “Did it take the whiskey for you to figure that out, too?”

“No.” He reached out, skimming a finger lightly down the curve of her cheek. “I've suspected it for a while, now, but it took the whiskey to make me get out of my own way and acknowledge it.”

“I love you, too, Brogan.”

Relief rushed through his system. Hearing those words was step one.

“I'm not coming back to work at O'Keeley's.”

“I didn't expect you, too. But I want to keep seeing you. Every day, if possible.” He searched her face, trying to figure out the right way to ask. “I love you, Selena. And I want to marry you.”

She took a sharp breath.

He rushed on before she could say yes or no. “It doesn't have to be this month or even this year, but I know you're who I want. If you'll have me.”

She nodded and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a long hug. “Absolutely.”

She kissed him lightly. Enough that it left him wanting more. When he began to wrap his arms tighter, she moved away.

“I love you, Brogan, and I do want to marry you.” She had such a teasing expression he had to smile. The gorgeous, opinionated woman would be his wife someday. He'd do everything he could to make sure he kept her happy.

“But? You look like you were going to say something.” He took a step. “Better yet, you can tell me later and let me kiss you until my brothers show up to help move?”

“No.” She shook her head. “You can't. See, I do forgiveyou for what you said. But, I still haven't exacted revenge for hiding me in the bathroom.”

Wait. “But I thought the no-touching thing in the office was revenge.”

“That was for hiding me under a desk.”

He glanced down at her outfit, the skimpy thing that made him want to lock her in his bedroom for a full week. The sigh he heard escape his lips matched his mood at the realization of her payback. “You're going to make me suffer all day, aren't you?”

“That was the plan.”

“You're mean.”

“I guess you should know that before you marry me.” She laughed, light and sexy.

“I love you,” he murmured a second before he snatched her to his chest. “You'll have the next eighty years to exact your revenge on me.”

Epilogue

Rian O'Keeley plated the sea bass and set the small garnish on the side. He picked up two plates and walked out of the kitchen at his childhood home and into the garden. Being back in Ireland at his old home, made the world feel a little smaller. The quietness. The smell of the damp earth. The chill in the air cooled his face after standing in front of his ma's old stove.

Brogan held Selena in his arms as he swayed gently to the sound of flutes filling the air. Cathal had decorated the garden, a thousand white lights surrounding the couple. His younger brother had always been dramatic.

“Here you go,” Rian said as he set the two plates on the table.

Selena grinned. “Thank you! I'm starving.” The ring on her finger caught Rian's eye. Brogan's proposal was epic. He'd brought Selena to Ireland and taken her on a long walk. At some point, he proposed since they returned with her wiping tears and wearing a small diamond ring that belonged to their ma.

Since neither he nor Cathal ever had any intention of getting married, they didn't object.

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