He couldn't help but smile at the way she copied his accent, even though she was no where near the first woman to do so. He loved the effect it had on American woman and he'd had far more success on the dating front in American than he'd ever bad back home. (Or maybe part of that was just that he'd been so young and insecure in Ireland, but he was a grown man now.)
"Impossible," Cathal said, running his hand through her hair. "I'd find it hard to believe you're not one of the most beautiful girls in any room." And then, because she definitely seemed to be into it, he leaned in to kiss her again.