Filthy (The Five Points' Mob Collection, #1)

by Serena Akeroyd

To many, she wouldn’t be sexy. Too pale, too curvy, too rounded and wholesome. But to me? It was like God had formed a creature that was born to be my downfall.

“If it turns green and looks like a moldy corn on the cob, who you gonna call?” “Ghostbusters?” he tried.

“Marry me, Aoife.”

No, I didn’t know this man. But I knew enough. I knew that I needed him as much as he needed me. This fire we created together, I knew it was rare.

So, no, we wouldn’t be like Aidan and Magdalena. We’d be like Finn and Aoife, and that made me happy. As happy as seeing how seamlessly she fell in around the table.

Me: Belong to you now, do I? Finn: You know it, and you fucking love it.