Series: Dating #3
need some good ole fashion Irish luck! In the chaos of tax season the
Arizona accountant is pulled away to stand in her cousin’s wedding. All it
takes is one step back in the Big Apple, and she regrets making the trip. True
to character, her mother uses their time together to hound Hope about getting
married and settling down.
her bridesmaid obligations by joining the bridal party for a shamrock wearing,
pint chugging St. Paddy’s day blow out. There she runs into best
man—and smokin’ hot ginger—Kellan Townsend. Far too much green beer later,
she finds out exactly what that fine Irish lad keeps under his kilt.
wants nothing more than to walk of shame her way into a dark room and nurse her
hangover. Unfortunately, wedding demands won’t allow it. As if facing Kellan
isn’t awkward enough, her mother picks that moment to launch into a fresh
guilt-trip over her lack of grandbabies. Like a lucky little Leprechaun, Kellan
cuts in with a magical offer.
get her mother off her back seems like a wish granted. But Kellan has an agenda
all his own. Can he use this opportunity to jig his way straight into Hope’s
heart? Or will he need a four-leaf clover to get past this workaholic’s
defenses?
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Excerpt
and it’s as if my body moves of its own accord. I take it and he leads me to
the bar. “Let me guess, green beer?”
I want a true Irish-inspired drink.”
smiles and then turns to Kellan.
the same.” The bartender pours the whiskey in a glass and mixes it with a
little cream and green crème de menthe. Kellan holds up his glass and looks in my
eyes. “It actually matches your eyes. But you’re not Irish.”
called Irish Eyes. The most common eye color among Irish is blue.”
yours.”
way he looks at me makes things stir inside of me and I really don’t need my
insides to be stirred right now, or even think of it for that matter. I should
probably stop drinking.
for?”
“Only till the wedding,” I respond, meeting his gaze again. “After that, I have
to get back.”
not long then. Hate to hear it.” I’m starting to hate it too. Shaking my head,
I try to drive all indecent thoughts out of my mind, but all I can think about
is hearing his voice in the dark, whispering in my ear as he touches me. I push
the drink aside and Kellan laughs. “Too much for you?”
probably because I’m tipsy and he’s making me want things I shouldn’t.
“Actually, I was a little drunk to begin with. I think I need some air.”
back we can sit. I’ll grab you a bottle of water and we can go out there.”
walk out of the private room into the hallway and I guzzle the water as we head
toward the door. When Kellan opens it, it leads out onto a balcony that
overlooks the river. There are people everywhere and I can hear their
chattering, but the cool air feels good on my skin.
wrought iron chairs and he guides me into one.
Jell-O shots in the limo. To be honest, I’m not a huge drinker. Doesn’t take
much to get me drunk.” Kellan laughs and it makes me smile. That’s one of the
things I never forgot about him … the way he laughs.
time ago. You were always so fun to be around. I always thought you’d end up
with Hannah one day.”
someone else. Didn’t work out though.”
eyes of his. “What happened?”
Never thought I’d get hurt, but I did. After she left me for someone else, I
just didn’t give a shit anymore.”
Hannah and Hallie sent over the years, I thought you were a homeless man.”
That’s not exactly true. He’s always been good looking, but I really did hate
the long, scraggly beard. Now, he looks sexy with just the stubble.
messed up, Hope.”
green get up. “Right now, you look like a leprechaun.”
fairy.” But then he looks up at me and winks. “A cute one, by the way.” We
watch the people walk by on the street and they’re all having such a grand ole
time. It’s easy to get lost in the appeal. Feels like it’s been forever since
I’ve let loose and had fun.
What’s changed since the last time I saw you?”
months ago, but it didn’t work out. We really didn’t have anything in common.
He was all into trail riding on his bike and I just couldn’t get into it. I
tried once and broke my wrist.”
shit?”
masculine to begin with. Maybe that’s why I really wasn’t attracted to him. Not
that I need a man to protect me, but it’d be nice to have someone who could
defend my honor if need be.” I roll my eyes. “Okay, I must really be drunk to
say crap like that.”
she’s with her man.”
he says, looking concerned.
She’s sick so we’re going to head back to the house. The limo should be here in
five minutes.”
now. Plus, I don’t want to go home. My mother will still be awake and all too
ready to finish her conversation about how I need to get busy with my life and
find a husband. And if I don’t, she’ll handle it for me. My goal was to not go
home until I knew she was asleep.
just yet.”
you home later.”
or not. I trust Kellan not to do anything stupid, but the problem is me. I’m
the one I need to worry about.
opens his lips and talks to me in that sexy Irish brogue.
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Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of The Beaumont
Series, The Boys of Summer, and The Archers.
their three dogs.
novels, including the acclaimed Forever My Girl.
Roe and Jessica Rothe, and opened in theaters on January 19, 2018.
author L. P. Dover is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and
two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in
periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
hikes, and has a passion for singing. Her youngest daughter, who she’s also
written a children’s book with, expects a concert each and every night before
bedtime, usually Christmas carols.
including a children’s book with her youngest daughter, but her favorite to
write is romantic suspense. However, she has found a new passion in romantic
comedy, especially involving sexy golfers. Who knew the sport could be so dirty
and fun to write about.






































































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