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Her lips curved into a smile. “Might you have a woman in mind?”

“Ask me in a few months,” he said, pinching her luscious backside.

“Oh, no.” She dropped her voice to a husky whisper. “If anyone does any asking, it’ll be you.”

God, this woman made him horny as hell. “Deal. I’m taking Meggie to Florida for five days, but I’ll be back in New York for New Year’s Eve. Do you want to ring in the New Year with me?”

Jill brushed her lips against his, sending a jolt of lust through his veins. “Will it involve champagne and very little clothing?”

“Oh, yeah,” he whispered softly. “Keeping you naked and satisfied is my New Year’s resolution.”

Epilogue

Five Months Later

Brooklyn, New York

M
eggie burst
into the courthouse lobby and twirled across the marble floor. “What do you think of my dress, Daddy?”

Liam and Cash fell silent and slow blinked in unison.

“Uh, it’s pink,” Liam said.

“And glittery,” Cash added.

Liam leaned in to get a closer look at his daughter’s dress. “Are those feathers?”

“Yes.” Meggie grinned, displaying her new gap-toothed look. “Isn’t the dress perfect? Wait until you see Barnabus.”

As if on cue, the dog shuffled into view, closely followed by Liam’s mother. Barnabus wore a pink tutu with a matching ribbon tied around one drooping ear. The look he cast Liam was plaintive and radiated a get-me-out-of-this-buddy vibe.

“I—” Liam struggled to find the right words and glanced wide-eyed at his mom.

His mother smiled at him, and then turned to Meggie. “You and Barnabus look awesome, sweetie. Hey, Cash. Long time, no see.”

Cash dropped a kiss onto her cheek. “You’re looking lovely as always, Mrs. Ryan.”

His mother laughed. “You are a shameless flirt, Cash Kincaid.”

Meggie bounced from one foot to the other. “The dress I’m wearing to the wedding in Ireland is even prettier than this one. I wish you could come with us, Cash.”

“Your Aunt Katy, Uncle Dex, and their new baby will be in Ireland,” Liam reminded her. “You’ll get to see them.”

He and Jill had decided to have a courthouse ceremony in New York and defer the church wedding until their trip to Ireland in August. With Katy in Australia and due to give birth any day, Liam wanted to make sure his little sister could attend at least one of the ceremonies.

“Yeah…about the Irish wedding,” Cash cast Liam a significant look and grimaced. “Looks like I might make it to Ireland to be your best man after all.”

Liam furrowed his brow in confusion. “Won’t you be on the Mexican job in August?”

“That was the plan—” Cash patted the cell phone in his breast pocket, “—but something’s come up.”

“Ah,” Liam said, a grin spreading across his face. “Would that mysterious ‘something’ happen to involve your ex-wife? I heard you on the phone earlier.”

A flush darkened Cash’s tanned cheeks. “My ex, an Irish mobster, and a former associate of The Ghost. I think I’ll file it under the ‘Shit You Can’t Make Up’ category. Which, frankly, applies to most of the crap Mindy gets herself mixed up in.”

Mindy Mann, Cash’s ex-wife, was a soap opera actress with a penchant for drama—on screen and off. How she’d hooked up with Cash was beyond Liam’s comprehension. “An associate of The Ghost, you say? What the hell?”

Cash ran a hand over his tightly cropped blond hair. “Long story short, Mindy’s manager wants to hire Trident Securities to protect her while she’s shooting a miniseries in Ireland. She’s received threats from an online stalker with links to same cult The Ghost belonged to. The Ghost connection is probably just a coincidence, but Mindy’s manager is nervous.”

“And the only person at Trident Securities willing to deal with Mindy is you,” Liam finished, rocking back on his heels and laughing.

“That about sums up the situation,” Cash said gloomily.

“But that’s great.” Meggie beamed. “You’ll get to see my butterfly flower girl dress.”

Liam stifled a laugh. “Did Jill roll with a butterfly theme, too?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see in August,” said a sexy Irish voice from behind him.

Liam swung around and his breath caught. “Wow,” he breathed. “You look beautiful.”

His wife-to-be wore a sleeveless royal blue dress that accentuated her fabulous curves. Her curly hair was down and held in place with hair clips that her sister, Naomi, had designed for the occasion. Naomi and their mother, Doris, stood to the side, shyly. They’d arrived in New York two days previously, and Jill and Liam had taken a couple of days free from work to show them around.

Jill’s gaze roved over his suit, and a teasing smile lit up her face. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” She slipped her arm through his. “I believe we have an appointment with the judge.”

Liam’s heart skipped a beat. “I believe we do. Are you ready to become Mrs. Ryan?”

Jill threw her arms around his neck, and he inhaled her sweet scent. “Yes, Liam. Yes.”

—THE END—

•Thanks for reading
The Navy SEAL’s Holiday Fling.
I hope you enjoyed Jill and Liam’s story. This is the third story in my adventure romance series, the Ballybeg Bad Boys. All the stories stand alone well—Happily Ever Afters guaranteed!

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A
n explosive new
romantic suspense series set in the Dublin underworld. Semi-reformed gangster, Lar Delaney, joins forces with his brothers and cousins to form a private company of mercenaries. They’ll sell their services to everyone from government agencies needing off-the-books jobs to criminal organizations.

His last hit turns out to be his first love…

As a final job for his mob boss uncle, Lar Delaney agrees to eliminate one last target. Through the crosshairs of his sniper rifle, he realizes that his target is a former girlfriend—a woman who supposedly died five years previously.

Moira Collins is an intelligence agent whose cover has been shot to smithereens. When she finds herself on the wrong side of an assassin’s rifle, she’s appalled to recognize the only mark she ever let herself fall in love with. 

Also by Zara Keane
About Zara Keane

U
SA Today
bestselling
author Zara Keane grew up in Dublin, Ireland, but spent her summers in a small town very similar to the fictitious Ballybeg.

She currently lives in Switzerland with her family. When she’s not writing or wrestling small people, she drinks far too much coffee, and tries—with occasional success—to resist the siren call of Swiss chocolate.

T
HE NAVY SEAL’S HOLIDAY FLING

Copyright © 2015 by Sarah Tanner

Published 2015 by Beaverstone Press GmbH (LLC)

Cover design © Croco Designs

All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

ISBN: 978-3-906245-24-9

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