Rory's sense of mischief came to the fore, arching his brows and putting a sparkle in his eyes as he hugged her back. "I should think that would be self-evident, sweet," he teased. "What other reasons would I have for being here, after all?"

At least that solved the mystery of being unexpectedly recognized. Pippa must have shown her fellow gaffers a photo. The púca dismissed the event from his mind in favor of running his own fingers through her fiery curls. He'd missed this too, missed having her close.

"I hope I haven't interrupted anything important," he murmured. "I wasn't sure how long it would take me to find you."