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downstairs. Who the hell was that train wreck and how did she stick her claws into my cousin?”
    “You know that old joke about a ‘stiff dick and a conscience’, right? Lita has been an unfortunate fixture for the past year and as much as I can’t stand her, she has a great connection to the people we need to deal with and so far, we have prevented a lot of bloodshed here in south Boston. It could be a lot worse than it is but right now it’s just a bunch of people who want their drugs gettin’ ‘em and that’s it.”
    She sat up on her elbows and glared at him with those gorgeous gray-blue eyes of hers. “I still expected more from you, Finn. You could have gone to college and done something with your life. I didn’t expect to come back to find you dealing drugs with Dylan. Everyone knows  he is a lost cause but  you …” she trailed off.
    “And what makes me so different from Dylan, huh? After what happened between us and when I was sent back to Ireland, all I could think about was getting here, back to you and making things right. Does that make sense? I didn’t give a shit how it happened, just as long as it did. You have no idea what it has been like for me because you have been off gallivanting from one fancy college to another and I was here, stuck—without you.”
    Evie fully sat up as he kind of collapsed on the floor in front of the bed. Seeing her like this proved to be too much too soon. He loved her so much but he had no idea how she felt about him. She was his first and only love.
    He wouldn’t lie and proclaim how he’d been a saint. He’d slept with more women than he cared to remember but he never went down on them and he always wore a condom because the thought of fucking another woman—bareback and without protection the way he and Evie had always made love—was an anathema. He just couldn’t do it.
    There were one night stands that had lasted weeks with girls but Finn would never say he loved them and he would never allow himself to care for them the way he did Evie.
    Most of them were just one step above the common skank who were excited about his drug-dealing status and had delusions of grandeur. They would accidentally get preggers with his baby and be set for life. However, he prevented this from happening by having his own supply of condoms, and no one ever spent the night in his bed.
    Sheets were promptly changed shortly after a woman left his bed and they would be forgotten about as soon as they left his bedroom. Finn was extremely passionate but he could also be cold and withdraw at the drop of a hat. One didn’t grow up in a place like Northern Ireland and then later, south Boston, and remain soft. Not if they wanted to live to see old age. Both places were not for the faint of heart or the weak.
    “Is there something you want to say to me?” Evie inquired as her leg rubbed against his arm.
    Finn stood and collapsed on the bed beside her. Before he could get the words out of his mouth, his lips were pressed against her own and they kissed tentatively at first, afraid of where it might lead. Soon, the boldness of what he’d become used to returned and as her lips parted, he immediately sought her tongue out and when their kiss deepened into intimacy, she moaned and all resistance ceased as she allowed herself to swept into his arms.
    He’d forgotten the petal soft skin, the smell of freesia and the fresh breath that had always accompanied her kisses. He’d forgotten she was so damn clean and yet touchable. He’d almost forgotten he’d been there with her because she was not the same person he remembered all those years ago. She was a young girl, barely in her mid-teens, at the time but now she was a full grown woman with desires and the accompanying beauty he knew she would turn into with such startling accuracy.
    As they separated, he stared into her gorgeous eyes. “My God, you just reminded me of all the reasons why it was so difficult to let you go in the first