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Joy had needed a project. She had a few clients she still wrote for long-distance, but she wanted to sink her teeth into something here in Heron’s Landing. That was why she’d come, wasn’t it? To get to know a new town and new people? The town wasn’t hustling and moving as quickly as Chicago. In fact, it moved about quickly as an elderly turtle swimming through mud. But that didn’t stop her from looking around for stories.Drumming her fingers on the arm of her couch—the movers had finally arrived that morning—Joy brainstormed for a few hours. Perhaps she could interview the owner of Trudy’s? Or maybe Mike in the general store downstairs had something worth writing about? She pursed her lips, thinking.Of course, there was always the vineyard, River’s Bend. It was the jewel of Heron’s Landing, but that seemed cliché. Plus, it was five miles from her apartment, and she really didn’t want to drive that gravel road to get out there. The day had already edged into one-hundred-degree terri
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Also by Iris Morland
Say You’re MineAll I Ask of YouMake Me YoursHold Me CloseWar of the RosesPetal PluckerHe Loves Me, He Loves Me NotOopsie DaisyincludingThen Came YouTaking a Chance on LoveAll I Want Is YouMy One and OnlyThe Nearness of YouThe Very Thought of YouIf I Can’t Have YouDream a Little Dream of MeSomeone to Watch Over MeTill There Was YouI’ll Be Home for Christmas
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy About the Author
A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious.Stay in touch!irismorland.comIris Morland’s MermaidsNewsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram
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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.Oopsie Daisy (The Flower Shop Sisters Book 3)Published by Blue Violet Press LLCSeattle, WashingtonCopyright © 2019 by Iris MorlandCover design by Qamber DesignsAll rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
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Once upon a time, there was a girl who thought she could bang her brother-in-law’s cousin and not have it come back to haunt her.Oh wait, that was me. Katherine Lydia Wright, third sister of the Wright girls, the most brilliant, extraordinary, outstanding, and amazing of the three of us. My oldest sister, Mari, might be good at eyeliner and my other sister, Dani, might be good at buying potting soil on sale, but I was something else. You know those people who make you go: wow, she’s going to accomplish so many things?Well, no one’s really said that about me except for my parents. They also told me I could grow up to be a honey badger when I was five. But I believed I was going to accomplish things. And isn’t that what really matters?Anyway, here I was, pursuing my dream of becoming a genetic engineer, starting grad school at the University of Washington, when it all blew up in my face.Basically if you think of what happens when you light a match near gasoline, that’d be an accu
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Christ, I was fucked.The second Miss Wright shut my office door behind her, I slumped into my office chair and groaned.What were the odds that one of my grad students would be the same woman I’d slept with three months ago?A woman who I later discovered was my cousin’s new sister-in-law, not just one of the bride’s friends. Luckily, Liam hadn’t found out. And I wasn’t about to tell him. He’d rip off my bollocks and throw them into the Pacific Ocean.So I’d done what any self-respecting man trying to preserve his bollocks would do: I’d acted like I hadn’t recognized her.That night in June, when I’d found Kate drinking alone in an Irish pub, I’d been like a moth attracted to a flame. She’d been so vibrant, so unconcerned with what other people thought of her. She’d mimicked my accent, and it had been such a bad impersonation that I’d almost choked from laughter.I hadn’t laughed like that in a long time.But I’d known then it had just been for sex. Hot, quick, dirty sex. No re
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When I was younger, I wished my two older sisters were two older brothers. Brothers didn’t stick their noses in your business, or act like they knew so much by virtue of the fact that they were a few years older.Okay, I was seven years younger than Dani, and nine years younger than Mari. Growing up, I’d seen them both as adversaries and the two people I wanted to impress. Which was why I put frogs in their beds or dyed their hair blue (makes sense, right?).“Are you excited to start grad school?” said Mari serenely, her milky white hands resting on her burgeoning baby belly as we waited for our brunch entrees to arrive.Mari was glowing, and it was almost to the point of being nauseating. Dani sat next to her, checking her phone, dirt under her fingernails. Mari had recently begun working as a freelance makeup artist and YouTuber, while Dani ran my family’s flower shop, Buds and Blossoms, with her fiancé, Jacob.My stomach roiled. Apparently Mari was literally nauseating, because
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When my mobile went off for the third time in five minutes, I growled and almost tossed the stupid thing into the rubbish bin. Normally I put my mobile on silent when I was working in the lab, but I’d been too wrapped up in my work that I’d forgotten.You’d think after my engagement had ended two years ago because I’d been too obsessed with my work that I would’ve learned my lesson. The day Sophie had tossed my ring into my face, she’d said, with little emotion in her expression, You’ll never love me as much as you love your work. I don’t think you can love any woman. I’m not going to compete with your work anymore.I hadn’t learned my lesson, though. I’d thrown myself into my work to the point that I hadn’t so much as looked at a woman for two years—until Liam’s wedding when I’d met Kate.But Kate had nothing to do with love. It had been pure lust, an itch that had suddenly needed scratching. I’d always prided myself on my self-control. I’d never let myself be led around by my cock
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Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy About the Author
A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious.Stay in touch!irismorland.comIris Morland’s MermaidsNewsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Also by Iris Morland
Say You’re MineAll I Ask of YouMake Me YoursHold Me CloseWar of the RosesPetal PluckerHe Loves Me, He Loves Me NotOopsie DaisyincludingThen Came YouTaking a Chance on LoveAll I Want Is YouMy One and OnlyThe Nearness of YouThe Very Thought of YouIf I Can’t Have YouDream a Little Dream of MeSomeone to Watch Over MeTill There Was YouI’ll Be Home for Christmas
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Enjoy this exclusive excerpt
Joy had needed a project. She had a few clients she still wrote for long-distance, but she wanted to sink her teeth into something here in Heron’s Landing. That was why she’d come, wasn’t it? To get to know a new town and new people? The town wasn’t hustling and moving as quickly as Chicago. In fact, it moved about quickly as an elderly turtle swimming through mud. But that didn’t stop her from looking around for stories.Drumming her fingers on the arm of her couch—the movers had finally arrived that morning—Joy brainstormed for a few hours. Perhaps she could interview the owner of Trudy’s? Or maybe Mike in the general store downstairs had something worth writing about? She pursed her lips, thinking.Of course, there was always the vineyard, River’s Bend. It was the jewel of Heron’s Landing, but that seemed cliché. Plus, it was five miles from her apartment, and she really didn’t want to drive that gravel road to get out there. The day had already edged into one-hundred-degree terri
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Epilogue
Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a one-night stand with her professor, got pregnant, and ended up moving to Ireland to be with him.Lochlann moved back to Ireland after the New Year, and I followed him a month later. Moving to a brand-new country while pregnant wasn’t on the top of my list of fun things to do, but I would’ve followed Lochlann to the ends of the earth. He was pretty much stuck with me for all eternity. He couldn’t get rid of me even if he wanted to.Lochlann was also able to get a professorship at the University of Dublin, where he’d worked previously. How about that for lucky?I planned to apply for their materials program when I felt ready after our baby was born. I had enough on my plate with moving to Ireland and having a baby without adding grad school on top of it.Our daughter, Fainne Lydia, was born at the end of March. (And for all of you who don’t speak Irish—it’s pronounced Fawn-ya. You’re welcome.)Fainne was due on March 23, but she dec
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Chapter 23
Early in December,I received an email from the dean of the materials department, requesting that I meet with him as soon as possible. My stomach dropped into my toes when I read it. Although Dr. Calvin didn’t allude to the reason why he wanted this meeting, it didn’t take a genius to figure out.I’d met Dr. Calvin on a few occasions. He’d been a quiet, almost stodgy man, who dressed exactly as you’d expect a professor to dress. Tweed jacket, elbow patches, oversized glasses, and a pocket protector for his fanciest pen. He’d seemed almost fatherly, and I hoped he acted that way in this meeting.Then again, what could he do? Kick me out of the program? Too late for that.I stood in front of his office door for what felt like hours, gathering my courage. Finally, I knocked, telling myself that all I could do was stay calm and answer his questions as best I could.“Come in,” called a voice. I pushed open the door to find Dr. Calvin digging through his briefcase. “Oh good, y
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Chapter 22
It started raining as I walked home. I’d forgotten to bring an umbrella, but I didn’t mind getting wet. It felt good in a strange way, the cold and the damp. It made me feel slightly less numb. It reminded me that I hadn’t died even though it felt a bit like I had.Yes, I’d turned into a sad sack of depressing shite. I’d soon start writing poetry and crying to Celine Dion songs if I weren’t careful. But it didn’t help that there were reminders of Kate everywhere: a pair of socks she’d left in my flat; a note she’d written me that said UR A SEXY BEAST; and the flat she’d left over two weeks ago.Sometimes I stood in front of her door, where she no longer lived, as if by force of will I could summon her back.I’d since returned to teaching, throwing myself into my job. I went in early and stayed late. I took on things in the department that no one else wanted to do simply to avoid going home. Yet every time I went into my office, the memories of the last time I’d seen Kate were always
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Chapter 21
Today was the day: would I re-watch A Prince for Christmas or A Christmas Queen? I’d already watched both five times already. Considering it was the week after Thanksgiving, there wasn’t much to do besides watch Christmas movies and feel sorry for myself.“Kate, are you seriously watching this again?” Mari stood in front of the TV to block my view of the opening scene of A Christmas Queen.To be specific, her bellywas big enough to completely block out her and Liam’s gigantic TV on the wall.“You said I wasn’t allowed to watch Rick and Morty at your place anymore,” I complained, “so it’s going to be all Christmas movies for the next month.”“Kate.” Mari sounded serious now.“You’re going to make me miss the opening scene.”It started with the soon-to-be queen, Kelly, accidentally tripping on a tree root and falling right into the unmarried king’s path. Classic.Mari grabbed the remote from me and turned off the TV. I scowled up at her. Weren’t older sis
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Chapter 20
I knew what I needed to do, but that didn’t make it any easier. A week before Thanksgiving, I emailed Lochlann as my advisor to meet with me in his office. I needed a neutral place, one where we both remembered that he was a professor and I was his student.Not lovers. Not soon-to-be parents. What we should’ve been all along: professionals working alongside each other.If you’re wondering if I gave Dr. Martin Lochlann’s research, the answer is: fuck no. I wasn’t about to let her win. I didn’t fully understand what she was after, but it didn’t matter. Her bitchery wasn’t going to ruin Lochlann’s life because of me.When I arrived at Lochlann’s office, it was a few minutes earlier than our appointment. Feeling restless, I began to walk down the hallway when I heard Lochlann’s voice.“Please don’t forget to work on your projects over holiday,” he was saying to his class. He was at the front, his shirtsleeves pushed up his arms, his hair a little wild. Clearly he’d been teaching a live
Oopsie Daisy: A Steamy Romantic Comedy Chapter 19
After the incident in the lab, Kate began to avoid me. I’d text her, but she’d respond hours later. At one point, she’d gone silent for so long that I’d banged on her door, terrified something was wrong. She’d looked at me like I was insane.“Why aren’t you answering your phone?” I demanded, wincing internally at how I sounded.“Because I’m busy? I have work to do, too, you know.” Her eyes were sad for a moment before she added, “If you don’t actually need anything...”Then she shut the door in my face.It didn’t help that I was torn between confronting Liz and hoping she hadn’t seen anything. When days passed and nothing happened, I could almost believe it had been a false alarm. She would’ve gone to the dean already. If she waited too much longer, she’d have to wait until after the Thanksgiving holiday. Apparently Americans took their turkey and football very seriously.Yet Kate avoiding me gave me a bad taste in my mouth. As Thanksgiving approached, she only became icier to me.
