Flower Shop Sisters

Confession: I, Dandelion “Dani” Wright, am 26 years old and have yet to be deflowered. My excuse? I was too busy running my family’s flower shop and winning floral-design competitions. Suddenly that whole pesky virginity thing becomes a big deal when Jacob West walks back into my life. He’s the boy I once loved - the boy who once humiliated me when he stood me up for prom. This Jacob is no boy though: he’s all man now - confident, charming, and so sexy my metaphorical blossoms are getting scorched.

I've always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I'm the good one - the responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before 5 p.m. That comfort zone of mine? It's smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I meet - and marry - Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl's rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties and her bra and various other articles of clothing when she's with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body.

You know when you meet your new professor, and he ends up being the same man you had a one-night stand with three months ago? Okay, maybe not. Let me explain. I hadn't intended to sleep with my professor. I might be known as the impulsive prankster daughter in my family, but I'm not insane. I just wanted to have some fun in Ireland at my sister's wedding - and maybe lose my virginity, too. When I met Lochlann Gallagher at a pub one night, I couldn't resist him. He was hot, Irish, and entirely set on seducing me.