From the worst moment of my life to the best…this trying month has nearly given me whiplash.
But it hasn’t broken me. I forged myself anew in the fire, and now, I’ll have my lover and best friend by my side. For a woman who’s suffered so much loss at such a young age, I suddenly feel like the luckiest person alive.
I brush my fingers along his cheekbone and scruffy jawline as I study his dark, pensive, adoring eyes.
Then I smile and close my fingers over the ring. “Connor Gallagher, if you’ll agree to be my caporegime, it would be an honor to be your wife.”
Epilogue
Connor
In only a week, Cat’s spread her wings, becoming a fierce but fair leader.
I knew from the beginning she had talent. She just required a little push.
Sucks that push was the death of her father and brother, but all things considered, she seems to be handling her grief well.
From the moment I drenched her in her own latte at the Cosmopolitan Museum of Art, I knew she was special.
She never even needed me—not really—though she insists otherwise.
Cat claims I made her a stronger person and brought her out of her shell. She credits me with detecting her quiet power on first contact. She says, in my “roundabout Connor way,” I brought out the best in her.
When she revisits our time together, she chats about me as if I were her life coach.
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Personally, I’m convinced she always possessed the necessary qualities.
Power sometimes comes in small packages, with glorious curls, cleavage for miles, and a delicious cherry and roses scent.
She’s spraying that perfume on now as she dresses for the day, the bright lights of her bathroom highlighting the gorgeous shine to her hair.
I recline on her bed, watching that beautiful ass as she flutters back and forth. “You look perfect, Cat. Stop fussing.”
She rolls her eyes at me through the mirror. “This is important, Connor.”
“It’s just the Gallaghers.”
“It’sFinnGallagher. Just because you’re related doesn’t mean I can treat this like any old get-together. It’s a big meeting.”
I push off the bed as she strolls out of the bathroom. “Whatever you say, Boss.” I wrap my arms around her waist before leaning down to trail kisses along her neck. “I really don’t think it’s that huge a deal, though.”
Yesterday, we received word that Grigori Rostov secured a powerful new ally. Even with our huge coalition working together, we’ve still been suffering losses. Rumor has it, Rostov is planning some kind of war. A Russian space rock hurtles our way, headed for New York City. In this business, the earth never stops spinning for long.
With Caterina and Finn agreeing to band together, I’m sure we’ll be able to plug all the holes before the boats sink.
Marlene knocks on the open door. “Miss Ricci, the Gallaghers have arrived.”
“Thank you, Marlene.” Cat sighs and glances up at me, her hazel eyes glistening. “Ready?”
I kiss her forehead. “Lead the way.”
I doubt these halls have ever seen so many Irish at one time. Finn and his wife, Riley, stand in the foyer with Brody and Trinity Gallagher.
Riley’s gorgeous—a blond bombshell—but she’s only got eyes for Finn, her hand wrapped around his arm.
That’s fine. I prefer my brunets.
