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She looks away quickly and focuses her attention on my chatting brothers beside her. I scoff to myself and pull off. I love a challenge, but I think it’s best for me to let this one pass.

Sure, ya will.

CHAPTER4

Have a Good Time

Dean

I have never seena family full of such fine-ass men. At least three of them are wearing wedding bands, but that one who was driving. Ronan. Oh my freaking God.

I can’t say I have a thing for redheads, but his ass would be the exception. Those pretty blue-hazel eyes are breathtaking. He’s tall as fuck and well built. Like, sturdy for the climb and built for the ride, built.

His ass is fine as fuck. He smelled so damn good too. I hadn’t even gotten that close before his scent hit me and made my mouth water.

Oh, and that sexy deep voice with that accent. Give me a fucking break. They don’t make those back home.

“Oh my God, they’re Felix’s uncles? What do they eat in that family? Who are they?” I say and fan my face.

“Yup, all four of them.”

“But the one with the BDE and theI fuck to ruin livesvibes. That man is too damn fine for his own good. I thought your ass was punking me when I found him waiting to pick me up.”

“I never thought about Uncle Ronan for you, but now that I think of it, he’s not that old. At least not that old for you,” Kaye snickers.

“Not that I need to know, but how old is that man?”

“I think Uncle Ronan is like thirty-eight or forty or something like that.”

“Shit, really? He’s single?”

“Yeah, as far as I know, he is.”

“You know what? Never mind. I didn’t ask that. I’m nowhere near the headspace to date and that man looks like he runs around setting drawers and hearts on fire.”

Kaye bursts into laughter. “I’m so glad you’re here. I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”

“You’re doing me a favor. I had to get away before I lost my mind. You gave me a reason to run off and ignore my life for a while.”

“So a hot fling could come in handy. Why not the hot redhead?”

“Because the man’s hand brushed mine and I ended up with a heartbeat in my pussy. Nope, I’m staying far away from that. Besides, my brand of fucked up needs healing before I can think about anything else.”

“You know I’m here to listen if you need. I do hope you can find your healing here.”

“You and me both.”

“Healing? Aye, love. I thought ya could use a night out with our lot. Come, we’re heading to the pub. Let me and me brothers take turns buying ya a pint of the black stuff,” Ronan says as he appears at the threshold of the kitchen.

“The black stuff?”

“Aye, Guinness. You haven’t had it until ya have had a pint here in Ireland.”

“Um … your brothers are all going?”

“Aye, and a few of me nephews.”

I bite my lip as his accent washes over me. It’s sexy as hell with that voice. How does a man sound like he can fuck the shit out of you?

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