But it wasn't about her brain, it was about her heart. When she stripped away all the logic and common sense, Lily knew she felt something for Brian Quinn, something soul-deep and sure. Maybe it was love. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, Lily knew exactly what she needed to do.

She grabbed her purse and dropped some money on the bar. "Thanks," she called to the bartender.

"Is your flight leaving?"

"Nope. I decided not to go."

Lily hurried back to the ticket counter and told them that she'd be staying in Boston. Since her luggage had already been checked, she didn't want to wait around for it to be taken off the plane, so she arranged to pick it up the next morning. She wasn't even sure where she'd spend the night, but right now that didn't make a difference.

The water shuttle back across the harbor seemed to take twice as long as it had coming and when they finally reached the dock, Lily jumped off and grabbed the first cab she could find. But as she sat down in the back seat, she realized she wasn't sure where she ought to meet him. It was almost eleven. By the time she reached the station, he might be gone already. She'd never been to his apartment, but she had been to the pub. She'd start there.

"Quinn's Pub," she said. She gave him the directions she remembered from her first cab ride there, then settled back into the seat. A tiny smile curled the corners of her mouth and suddenly Lily knew exactly what she was doing. There were no doubts, no fears. She'd go to Brian and find out exactly how he felt. And if she couldn't see it in his eyes, then she hadn't lost anything in trying.

Resolved, Lily nervously counted the seconds as the cab made the quick trip from Rowes Wharf to South Boston. As they came closer to Quinn's Pub, Lily's pulse began to quicken. And when the cab stopped in front of the pub, she had a moment of indecision. But she paid the cabbie anyway and stepped out.

The pub was busy, but not crowded. When she walked inside, she scanned the place for Brian. She saw him at the end of the bar and her heart skipped a beat. And then she realized it wasn't Brian at all, but his twin brother, Sean. She slowly approached him and when she caught his eye, smiled. He nudged the guy sitting next to him and he looked up as well.

Lily swallowed hard. "Hi."

"Hello," Sean said.

"You don't know me. I'm Lily Gallagher. I'm looking for Brian."

"She's the one," Sean muttered.

The other man grinned and held out his hand. "I'm Brian's brother, Liam. The youngest. It's nice to meet you, Lily. Brian's told us so much about you."

"He has?"

"Well, he might have mentioned you a few times," Liam said. "And we saw your photo in the Herald. I'm a photographer. I probably would have tried for a more attractive angle."

Lily groaned inwardly, a blush warming her cheeks. "I was hoping to find Brian here," she said.

"Oh, he'll be here," Liam said.

"He's supposed to meet us," Sean added.

She nodded, uneasy beneath their intense scrutiny. Though she'd felt completely at ease with Brendan, she got the distinct feeling that Sean didn't like her. And that Liam found her presence at the pub to be highly amusing. He couldn't seem to stop grinning.

"You want to play some darts while you're waiting?" Liam asked.

Lily shrugged. "I don't think I've ever played darts. I probably wouldn't be any good. I'm just going to go find a place to-"

"Come on," Liam teased. He grabbed her arm and drew her along with him. "You're a girl. We'll let you win a few. It'll be fun."

They strolled back past the pool table to an open area with two dartboards on the wall. Sean retrieved the darts and handed her four of them with little yellow plastic feathers on the end. Lily thanked him, then laughed softly. "I can't believe how much you two look like each other."

Though it was easy to see they were twins, there were more obvious differences. Where Brian was confident and outgoing, Sean seemed to be almost painfully shy. He stood just far enough away so that he wasn't forced to join in the conversation and Lily couldn't help but wonder what was behind that dark and brooding facade.

Liam moved to stand behind her, then positioned the dart in her hand. "Hold it like this," he said. "And then just smoothly draw your arm back and loft the dart forward." He showed her the movement a few times, then stepped away. "Give it a try."

Lily focused on the target, trying to repeat what Liam had shown her. But when she threw the dart, it spun end over end, hit the wall a few feet from the dartboard and fell to the floor.

"That was… not good," Liam teased. "Try again."

She threw three more darts and they all ended up bouncing off the wall and landing on the floor."

"Maybe pool is your game," Liam said.

"You don't have to entertain me," Lily said. "I can just get a drink and sit down."

"Sean, go get Lily a Guinness." Liam pointed to a booth. "Why don't we sit there."

Lily took a spot across the table from Brian's brother. She smiled. "If you want to play darts, you can."

"Nah, I'll sit here with you. If you decide to leave and I'm not here to stop you, Brian will kick my ass." Sean set a glass of Guinness in front of each of them, then wandered back to the bar. "He thought you left town," Liam said.

"I was on my way, but there are a few things left to be said and I just wanted to say them before I went home."

Liam nodded. "He really likes you, so if you're going to dump him, it would probably be best for you to just go."

"I didn't come here to hurt him. We just need to talk."

Liam looked over her shoulder to the door. "Well, you won't have to wait any longer."

Lily twisted around to see Brian walking through the door. She quickly stood and brushed her hair back from her eyes, then stuck her nervous hands in the back pockets of her jeans. He didn't notice her at first as he made a quick search of the bar. But then Lily took a few steps forward.

His eyes met hers in the same way they had that night at the fund-raiser, holding her attention so she couldn't look away. They slowly approached each other and met in the middle of the bar. Though Lily knew that most of the patrons were watching them, she didn't care.

She wasn't sure what to say, but then Brian took care of that. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, his mouth devouring hers like a man taking a drink after days in the desert. Lily's heart raced and she could barely breathe, but she knew that she'd made the right decision. He did love her. It was all there in his kiss, every ounce of emotion he felt for her.

When Brian finally drew back, the patrons of the bar burst into wild applause, shouting and whistling. Brian pulled her into a hug and chuckled. "We have an audience."

"I hope this doesn't end up on the front page of the Herald tomorrow."

"It won't, I promise." He grabbed her hand and drew her along with him to the door. The crowd at the bar groaned, but Brian just waved at them as they stepped out into the humid July night. When they reached the street, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her again, this time lingering over her mouth.

"You came back," he murmured, nuzzling his face into the curve of her neck.

"I never left," Lily said. "I was at the airport and then I decided I couldn't go."

"Why not?"

"I had to talk to you. I had to find out for sure."

"What?"

"The other night, in the elevator, you told me you were falling in love with me. And then, that day in the news truck, you said you wanted to marry me. If I walked away from that, I knew I'd always wonder."

Brian smiled down at her. "I didn't say I wanted to marry you," he murmured, running his thumb along her lower lip.

Lily stepped back, stunned. "But you-"

"I said that I'd have to marry you."

"Oh," she murmured, her heart sinking. She'd misunderstood completely. This wasn't happily-ever-after. Mortified, she turned and began to walk away, not sure what she ought to do.

"I do love you, Lily," Brian said.

She stopped, then slowly turned back to him. "You do?"

He nodded. "And I am going to ask you to marry me… just as soon as I'm sure you're going to say yes."

"You are?"

He shrugged. "I know we haven't had a conventional relationship. But I promise, if you'll let me, I'll make you happy for the rest of your life. We may not do everything the right way or in the right order, but I think that's what makes things so good between us. We never know what's going to happen next."

"I don't have a job," Lily said. "I'm going to resign my job in Chicago."

"Hell, I'm thinking about quitting mine, too."

"You are?"

Brian nodded. "I think I have to start doing something that doesn't involve my face. The Globe has a position open for a staff writer. It's a big cut in salary, but I know I can make it work, Lily. If you stay here with me, I can make it work. Can you live in Boston? Because, if you can't, then we'll go to Chicago."

Lily smiled, her heart warming. He loved her and he wanted her in his life… forever. She wanted to jump up and down and shout, but instead, she stepped back into his embrace. "I'll go wherever you go. And if we stay in Boston, then we'll make a good life here."

Brian grabbed her around the waist and spun her around. "I tried so hard to avoid falling victim to the Quinn family curse. But it's not a curse at all," Brian murmured. "It's like having your best wish come true."

Lily hugged him hard, then noticed a crowd watching them from the windows of the pub. She smiled at them and gave them a thumbs-up. With that, they all began to cheer again, the noise audible through the windows.