This is the one that involves Dennis Mira’s cousin. This is just a super sweet story because Eve has such an adorably crush on Mr. Mira.

When he turned, Mira let out a sound as much of frustration as distress. “Dennis, your head’s bleeding.” He hissed when she reached up to feel the knot. “You come in the living room and sit down, right now.”
“Charlie, Edward—”
“You leave Edward to Eve,” she said, pulling him into a big space that had either been decorated in a severely minimalist style, or several pieces of furniture had been removed. What remained appeared comfortably used and cheerful.
Mira took off her coat, tossed it carelessly aside, then dug into her enormous purse.
Eve got her first real clue why so many women carried handbags the size of water buffalos when Mira pulled a first aid kit out of hers. “I’m going to clean up these lacerations, and ask Eve to drop us off at the nearest emergency room so you can have this X-rayed.”
“Now, sweetie.” He hissed again when Mira dabbed at the wound with an alcohol wipe, but managed to reach back and pat her leg. “I don’t need X-rays or other doctors when I have you. I just have a bump on the head. I’m as lucid as I ever get.”
Eve caught his smile, sly and sweet, when Mira laughed at that. “No double vision, no dizziness or nausea,” he assured her. “Maybe a little headache.”
“If, after we get home and I give you a thorough exam—”
This time he turned around, wiggled his eyebrows, and grinned in a way that had Eve swallowing an embarrassed laugh of her own.
“Dennis.” Mira sighed, and cupping his face in her hands, kissed him so softly, so tenderly, that Eve had to look away.

Eve’s crush is adorable

He gave Eve a look with those soft, dreamy eyes that made her want to kiss his temple as Mira had. It mortified her.

And again

She pulled out her ’link. “Would you put all the names and contact data I asked for on here?”
“Charlie should. I’m terrible with electronics.”
“So am I.” She passed her ’link to Mira. “It’s going to be okay.”
Dennis rose. “You’re such a smart woman. Such a good girl,” he added to her baffled surprise. Then he kissed her cheek, sweetly, leaving a faint tickle from the stubble he’d probably missed when shaving. “Thank you.”
Eve felt that tickle work its way into her heart as she went to answer the door.

If memory serves (and it should since I read this the first time not even a year ago