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“I was sure the moment I saw you across the restaurant. You’re mo fhíorghra.”

“That’s what you called me before. What does that mean?”

“My true love. You’re everything I’ve been hoping for.”

“But how? How do you know?”

“I don’t know how I know, love. I just know, I feel it in me. I wish I could explain it to you, but I can’t. I just know…in here,” I say as I take her hand and put it on my heart.

I lean down and kiss her.

CHAPTER FIVE

Riley

Knowing that Fionn feels the same way I do is crazy to me. I was ready to give up on finding someone and thenpoof. Here he is, telling me the things I want to hear. But I don’t want him or any of the family getting hurt from dealing with Playboy. I wish I’d never met him. There should be a way to see someone’s asshole meter when you meet them.

“Riley?”

I look up at Fionn and he’s smiling.

“So is that a yes? You’ll come and stay with me?”

“I’m just worried you’ll change your mind.”

“Well, there’s only one way to find out. Come live with me and see.”

“Okay. But I have to bring Daphne.”

“I can hear you both and you’re making me sound like a puppy,” Daphne whispers as she giggles.

Fionn and I laugh as we hear someone bark. Daphne squints as she looks around the room. Not even I can tell who did it. But it’s fucking funny.

“We’ll help you get all your stuff to the property after you close up for the day.”

“Who are you?” Daphne frowns at the guy who walks into the coffee shop and pokes him in the stomach. I think she would’ve poked his chest, but the guys so big that that’s all she can reach. “What the fuck? Are you made of stone? And holy shit, your mama made you eat your veggies growing up.”

Everyone laughs.

“I’m Ares Athanasiou, that’s Kostas Nikolaidis and that one coming in is my brother Eros.”

“So you’re Greek gods?”

“I might be one to my wife.” Ares laughs.

“Might be what to your wife?” a woman asks as she comes into the shop.

“A Greek god.” He smiles as he kisses her.

“Um. Okay. I’m Sakura, Ares’ wife.” She chuckles as she shakes mine and Daphne’s hands.

“I poked your husband in the stomach. Are you sure he’s real? I’m pretty sure I broke my finger.”

Sakura laughs. “The Athanasious are…special.”

“That’s one way to put it.” Celestino laughs.

Everyone that stayed with us at Espresso Joy orders different coffees. Graínne comes back over with a tray of sandwiches and pastries. I love how everyone comes to help with no questions, and no one grumbles about being here. I love my siblings, but they like to grumble. At me…at our dad…at each other.