Chapter 6

Three months earlier

I’m sure you’re wondering: how did this fling happen in the first place?

Well, in June I was attending my sister Mari’s wedding in Ireland. I’d never been there (no one in my family had, actually), and I’d been especially excited to meet some hot Irishmen. My soon-to-be brother-in-law, Liam, had an accent that could set a woman’s panties on fire. Not that I was lusting after my sister’s fiancé. Just someone with a voice and accent like his.

I never claimed I wasn’t shallow, okay?

My family arrived in Dublin a week before the wedding, mostly to help Mari prepare and to play tourist. I’d gotten bored hanging around my parents, I’ll admit, mostly because my dad wanted to go to all the gardens and talk plants while my mom wanted to go to any place where you could find faeries. Me, being a scientist, could only take my mom’s talking about the alignment of the planets and the fae folk emerging during the full moon or whatever for so long without losing my patience.