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Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters 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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The moment I woke up after my best friend’s raucous bachelorette party in Las Vegas, I realized two things in quick succession:To my horror, the man had his arm slung across me, and it weighed at least a thousand pounds, I was sure. My bladder yelled profanities at me as I pushed at the ridiculously heavy arm trapping me against the bed.Finally, he turned over, taking his arm with him. I shuffled to the bathroom and didn’t feel the panic hit me until after I’d peed and saw the ring on my left hand.Ring. Left hand. I didn’t wear a ring there anymore since I’d caught my ex-fiancé cheating on me. I’d thrown the ring David had bought me in his face.This ring wasn’t that diamond David had gotten me. I peered more closely at it. It was—plastic? Was it from a ring pop?Did I call the police? No, that was stupid. 911, I got married last night to a stranger. Yeah, that’d go over well. I was sure the Vegas police would just laugh and tell us to get a lawyer.I heard movement in the roo
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Epilogue
When I moved back to Seattle six months ago, I never expected that I’d be moving into a condo with the girl who’d been my childhood friend years ago and who turned out to be my soulmate, or that her evil cat would decide that he actually loved me, or that we’d be in the process of merging our stores together, despite the many protests of our parents.But life has a way of making the unexpected exactly what you needed. And somehow the universe had known I needed Dandelion Wright, and I’d somehow managed to get a second (or really, third) chance with her.“Kevin, look at your new window!” Dani lifted her ridiculously mangy cat up to show him the view of Lake Union. “You’ll be able to watch all the birds.”Kevin yawned, already bored. He wiggled to get down and proceeded to get into one of the many empty boxes to take a nap. I took the opportunity to watch Dani bend over one of the boxes she’d been unpacking, admiring the round curve of her ass through her skinny jeans.The only reaso
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 23
The following Monday, I went to the cafe two blocks from Buds and Blossoms to get my usual latte. I had about an hour before I needed to open the store, but I hadn’t slept well and I thought I could get a jump-start on all the work I needed to get done.“Dani? Is that you?”I turned to see Tiffany McClain, now in line for coffee. She was dressed in scrubs, and she even looked tired, although she still managed to be beautiful despite the bags under her eyes.“How’s Kevin?” she asked.Taking Kevin into the emergency vet felt like it had happened a million years ago, instead of just two months ago. “He’s good. No more lily incidents.”“Oh, Dani, I’d love for you to meet my fiancée.” A woman with dark brown skin and hair as dark as midnight approached. “Lola, this is Dani. We went to school together as kids.”I shook hands with Lola, wondering if their combined beauty would melt my eyeballs. It was like staring into the sun.Lola, Tiffany, and I chatted for a few minutes until every
Petal Plucker: The Flower Shop Sisters Chapter 22
After I got home from Los Angeles, I avoided going to my parents’ house for dinner for two weeks in a row. The first week, I said I was too tired and wanted to stay home. The second week, I lied and said I had too much work to do. By the third, my mom pretty much came to my apartment and dragged me to dinner.“You can’t sit in your apartment and wallow forever,” she said. “You got second place, sweetheart. That’s nothing to sneeze at.”I hadn’t felt all that inclined to tell her I wasn’t wallowing because of my loss. That was a very tiny part of this shit situation I’d found myself in. Losing fair and square would be one thing: I’d lost before, and although it sucked, it was the nature of the game.Losing because the guy who I’d fallen in love with had won by being a sneaky cheating asshole?That was something else entirely.I hadn’t told anyone what had happened down in LA, not even Anna. I preferred to believe it had never happened. If I brushed it under the rug, then it didn’t
