As the night goes on, Murphy, Connor and I end up in a corner taking shots, drinking whiskey and drinking beers.

"Damn girl you can drink!" Connor says with a grin.

"Scottish" I say and lift my shot glass before downing the contents.

Murphy leans into my ear "Aye, lass, but we're Irish"

I giggle and open my mouth to reply when the door to the pub swings open and in walks two people I am very familiar with. I gasp and duck under the table with a whispered "Hide me!" To the boys.

The pub goes quiet as I hear footsteps going towards the bar "Relax, old yin, we're just looking for a girl, you seen her? Long, curly, black hair, Scottish, attractive?"

"No, I haven't s…s…seen anyone b…b…but Fuck! Ass! My regulars" Doc says firmly.

I hear footsteps coming towards this table and I press myself further under the table and press against Murphy's leg "What about you twa? You see her?"

"Sorry, unfortunately, we ain't seen any women all night, ain't that right brother?" I hear Connor say calmly

"Nope, not a one" Murphy replies

"You better not be lyin'. You call this number if you see her" then they leave.

I wait a few moments then climb up with a breath of relief "Thank God!"

Connor holds the card in his hand with a smirk "You in trouble with the Mafia, love?"

I nod "Yip, deep trouble."

Connor's eyes widen "What did you do?"

I look down and sigh "I was born into it" I look up and flick my eyes between the two boys who look confused "My da is Jock McAndrew"

Both boys look surprised "The Mafia boss?"

I nod "The very one"

"Then why are they hunting you down?" Murphy asks

I grin sheepishly "I have a bad habit of running away. I don't like what my father does and I don't want to be any part of it, or near him for that matter, it makes me feel like an accessory and I'm not on board with that"

The brothers exchange another look "We'll hide ya. Stay at our place. No one will think ta look there" Murphy says

I raise an eyebrow "Do you have any idea what'll happen if ye get caught? My Da will have ye both for dinner"

The boys smirk "Don't worry about us, Catriona, we can handle ourselves."

I frown "I barely even know you. We met a few hours ago and now yer offering to hide me in your flat. Anythin' about that sound a bit creepy to ye?"

The boys laugh "I suppose it does" Connor says and leans back with his arm across the back of my chair.

By the end of the night, the boys finally got me wasted. The Irish won, bastards! Murphy half carries me out the bar. Connor follows.

"Offer still stands, Catriona." Murphy says

I turn my head towards Murphy and we're so close, damn he's handsome. I smile a little "I like you two so I don't want to see you get hurt because of me."

"We won't" Murphy says moving his face a little closer to mine.

"I don't think you realise the gravity of the situation" I tell him, even closer. Our lips brush as I talk

"Catriona McAndrew!" A Scottish male voice snaps and I flinch. Oh crap.

I pull away from Murphy and look at my brother Cameron. "Awright, big brother?" I ask a little miffed.

"Let go of her now, mate, or you'll regret even lookin' at her" Cameron threatens, his blue eyes glinting angrily

Murphy smirks but its Connor who speaks "I don't think anything you can do can make us regret lookin' at this little lady"

I swear Cameron's eyes went red for a moment "Hands off!"

"I can't, lad" Murphy says "If I let go, she'll collapse and hurt herself"

Cameron storms over and rips me from Murphy's grip harshly. I gasp in pain at the feeling of my shoulder pop and my wrist bruise. I fall head first into Cameron's chest. "Ye stay away from her, ye don't look for her, ye forget she exists or you will regret it"

I'm bustled into a black SUV and I look at the boys briefly with an apologetic look as the door slams shut. They look at me with identical looks of defiance and determination. I sigh, it probably would be best to stay away from me.