For one wild night, an Irish Adonis made me feel beautiful…
But a one-way ticket with his name promised I’d never see him again.
A man with a familiar Irish accent catches my attention.
I feel the hairs on the back of my neck rise up.
“Finn? What are you doing here!?”
My heartbeat races.
The gorgeous stranger from the past is now about to administer annual checkups on an adorable set of twins. Twins that have HIS green eyes and dimpled chin.
Maybe NOW is a good time to tell him?? FML!!!!