Wild Irish (Book 1 of the Weldon Series) by Jennifer Saints

Author:Jennifer Saints
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: sensual fiction, sensual story, sensual scenes, sensual love, southern life, southern fiction, southern hospitality, bad boy, romantic suspense, romance, mystery and love, southern romance, mystery and suspense, spicy, mystery and romance, southern author, southern, southern culture, southern women, mystery fiction, southern mysteries, sensual romance, mystery, mystery and thriller, sensual seductive, southern love story, intrigue, southern writer
Publisher: Jennifer Saints

Jesse hovered outside the doorway to Lucy’s room, a clog of emotion cutting off his ability to breathe. Shit, he turned around and walked back down the hospital corridor. He wasn’t supposed to feel the stuff that was churning around inside him. It was all he could do to stop himself from walking into Lucy’s room and putting his arm around Alexi just so he could be near her.

She’d given her doll to a little girl in the hospital. So what was the big deal? It wasn’t something that should grab him by the gut and yank hard. Trouble was, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, she hadn’t just given Lucy a doll. She’d given Lucy her heart and that did weird things inside of him. He went down to the hospital lobby and paced for a while.

He and Alexi were going to be late to his brother’s birthday, but Jesse wanted to make darn sure that Alexi had no idea he’d overheard her with Lucy. That meant he had to wipe the emotions off his palette before she saw them. Setting his mouth into a grim line, he marched to the elevators and stabbed the up button. The doors opened and, not thinking, he stepped forward. He ran right into Alexi who was stepping off.

“Jesse,” she said grabbing his shoulders for balance.

Jesse couldn’t help it and he couldn’t stop himself. He took one look at her and kissed her like some fool who’d just fallen off a turnip truck. Besides the women in his family, Jesse knew this was the first time in his life that he’d kissed a women without sex being the first thing on his mind. This was not a good thing.

It’s temporary, he told himself. This stuff jumping around in his stomach was just temporary. It’d wear off just as soon as the sexual itch she’d fanned to life was satisfied. Just because things were entirely too comfortable with Alexi around didn’t mean anything.

* * *

The Weldon’s took a birthday bash seriously. A jaunty tune being played by a first class southern fiddler danced in the air and a singer melodiously belted out lyrics about a man besting the devil by playing a fiddle. People danced in the yard. Kids played on the bales of hay that served as seats. A game of horseshoes waged on the sidelines and Alexi couldn’t absorb everything around her fast enough.

Her foot tapped to the infectious beat as she sat fascinated. She’d always thought the Walton’s close family unit was a scriptwriter’s fantasy, and to find it alive and well in the Weldon’s backyard seemed like a miracle. She didn’t quite belong in their midst--hay bales for seats, dancing in the backyard, and Mason Jars for glasses didn’t quite mesh with her idea of a party. She’d only known ballrooms and crystal. But she couldn’t deny the luring appeal of the whole atmosphere.

And no sane woman could deny the appeal of Jesse’s brothers. Jackson was older than Jesse by a couple of years and Jared and James, identical twins were a few years younger.

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