Kiss Me, I'm Irish: An Anthology

Kiss Me, I'm Irish: An Anthology

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ISBN-13: 9780373776542
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 02/28/2012
Edition description: Original
Pages: 512
Product dimensions: 4.18(w) x 6.66(h) x 1.36(d)

About the Author

Roxanne St. Claire is a New York Times bestselling author of twenty-seven novels of suspense and romance. A five-time RITA nominee and one time RITA winner, Roxanne lives in Florida with her husband and two teens, and can be reached via her website, or on her Facebook Reader page,

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis is the award winning author of over three dozen romance novels. Visit for a complete book list and a daily blog chronicling her I-Love-Lucy attempts at having it all; the writing, the kids, a life ...

Maureen Child is the author of more than 130 romance novels and novellas that routinely appear on bestseller lists and have won numerous awards, including the National Reader's Choice Award. A seven-time nominee for the prestigous RITA award from Romance Writers of America, one of her books was made into a CBS-TV movie called THE SOUL COLLECTER. Maureen recently moved from California to the mountains of Utah and is trying to get used to snow.

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Only once before could Deuce Monroe remember being speechless. When he'd met Yaz. He'd shaken the great man's hand and tried to utter a word, but he'd been rendered mute in the presence of his hero, Carl Yastrzemski.

But standing in the warm April sunshine on the main drag in Rockingham, Massachusetts, staring at a building that had once been as familiar to him as his home field pitcher's mound, he was damn near dumbstruck.

Where was Monroe's?

He peered at the sign over the door. Well, it said Monroe's. With no capital M and a sketch of a laptop computer and a coffee mug next to it. But the whole place just seemed like Monroe's on steroids. In addition to taking up way more space than he remembered, the clapboard had been replaced by a layer of exposed brick covered in ivy, and three bay windows now jutted into the sidewalk.

At least the old mahogany door hadn't changed. He gripped the familiar brass handle, yanked it toward him and stepped inside.

Where he froze and swallowed a curse. Instead of the familiar comfort of a neighborhood bar, there was a wide-open area full of sofas and sunlight and.. .computers?

Where the hell was Monroe's?

The real Monroe's—not this…this cyber salon.

He scanned the space, aching for something familiar, some memory, some scent that would embrace him like his long-lost best friend.

But all he could smell was… coffee.

They didn't serve coffee at his parents' bar. Ice-cold Bud on tap, sure. Plenty of whiskey, rum and even tequila, but not coffee. Not here, where the locals gathered after the Rock High games to replay every one of Deuce's unpredictable but deadly knuckleballs. Not here, where all available wall space was filled with action shots from big games, framed team jerseys and newspaper clippings touting his accomplishments and talent. Not here, where—

"Can I help you, sir?"

Deuce blinked, still adjusting to the streaming sunlight where there shouldn't be any, and focused on a young woman standing in front of him.

"Would you like a computer station?" she asked.

What he'd like is a Stoli on the rocks. He glanced at the bar. At least that was still there. But the only person sitting at it was drinking something out of a cup. With a saucer.

"Is Seamus Monroe here?" Not that he expected his father to be anywhere near the bar on a Tuesday morning, but he'd already tried the house and it was empty. Deserted-looking, actually. A little wave of guilt threatened, but he shook it off.

"Mr. Monroe isn't here today," the young lady beamed at him. "Are you the new software vendor?"

As if.

He sneaked a glimpse at the wall where Mom had hung his first autographed Nevada Snake Eyes jersey at the end of his rookie season. Instead of the familiar red number two, a black and white photograph of a snow-covered mountain hung in a silver frame.

"Do you have a phone number where I can reach him?"

She shook her head. "I couldn't give you that, I'm sorry. Our manager is in the back. Would you like me to get her?"

Her? Dad had hired a female manager?

Then a little of the tension he'd felt for the past few weeks subsided. This was the right thing to do. It took a careerending injury caused by monumental stupidity, but coming home to take over the bar was definitely the right thing to do.

Obviously, someone had already exploited his father's loss of interest in the place and made one too many changes. Deuce would set it all straight in no time.

"Yeah, I'll talk to her," he agreed.

She indicated the near-empty bar with a sweep of her hand. "Feel free to have a cup of coffee while I get Ms. Locke."


That was the first familiar sound since he'd arrived in Rockingham. He knew every Locke who had ever lived in this town.

In fact, Deuce had just had an email from Jackson Locke, his old high-school buddy. A typical what-a-jerk-you-are missive laced with just enough sympathy to know Jack felt Deuce's pain for ending a stellar baseball career at only thirty-three years old. Jack's parents had moved to Florida years ago…so that left Jack's sister, Kendra.

Deuce swallowed hard. The last time he'd seen Kendra was the week he'd come home for his mother's funeral, about nine years ago. Jack's baby sister had been…well, she'd been no baby then.

And Deuce had been a total chicken scumbag and never called her, not once, afterwards. Even though he'd wanted to. Really wanted to.

But it couldn't be Kendra, he decided as the hostess scooted away. Back then Kendra was weeks away from starting her junior year at Harvard. Surely the Hahvahd girl with a titanium-trap brain and a slightly smartass mouth hadn't ended up managing Monroe's. She'd been on fire with ambition.

And on fire with a few other things, too. His whole body tightened at the memory, oddly vivid for having taken place a long time and a lot of women ago.

This Locke must be a cousin, or a coincidence.

He leaned against the hostess stand—another unwelcome addition to Monroe's—and studied the semi-circle of computers residing precisely where the pool table used to be.

Someone had sure as hell messed with this place.

"Excuse me, I understand you need to speak with me?"

Turning, the first thing he saw was a pair of almond-shaped eyes exactly the color of his favorite Levi's, and just as inviting.

"Deuce?" The eyes flashed with shock and recognition.

He had to make an effort to keep from registering the same reaction.

Was it possible he'd slept with this gorgeous woman, kissed that sexy mouth that now opened into a perfect 0 and raked his fingers through that cornsilk-blond hair—and then left without ever calling her again?

Idiot took on a whole new meaning.

"Kendra." He had absolutely no willpower over his gaze, which took a long, slow trip over alabaster skin, straight down to the scoop neck of a tight white T-shirt and the rolling letters of Monroe's across her chest. All lower-case.

The letters, that was. The chest was definitely uppercase.

A rosy tone deepened her pale complexion. Her chin tilted upward, and those blue eyes turned icy with distrust. "What are you doing here?"

"I came home," he said. The words must have sounded unbelievable to her, too, based on the slanted eyebrow of incredulity he got in response. He took another quick trip over the logo, and this time let his gaze continue down to a tiny waist and skin-tight jeans hugging some seriously sweet hips.

He gave her his most dazzling smile. Maybe she'd forgiven him for not calling. Maybe she'd stay on and work for him after he took over the bar. Maybe she'd.

But, first things first. "I'm looking for my dad."

She tucked a strand of sunny blond hair behind her ear. "Why don't you try Diana Lynn's house?"

Diana Lynn's house? What the hell was that? Had he gone to assisted living or something? "Is she taking care of Dad?"

That earned him a caustic laugh. "I'll say. Diana Lynn Turner is your father's fiancée."

"His what?" Men who'd had pacemakers put in a year ago didn't have fiancées. Widowed men with pacemakers, especially.

"His fiancée. It's French for bride-to-be, Deuce." She put a hand on her hip like a little punctuation mark to underscore her sarcasm. "Your dad spends most of his days—and all of his nights—at her house. But they're leaving tomorrow morning for a trip, so if you want to see him, you better hustle over there."

Deuce had been scarce for a lot of years, no doubt about it. But would his father really get engaged and not tell him?

Of course he would. He'd think Deuce would hate the idea of Seamus Monroe remarrying. And he'd be right.

"So, where does this Diana Lynn live?"

She waved her hand to the left. "At the old Swain mansion."

He frowned. "That run-down dump on the beach?"

"Not so run-down since Diana Lynn worked her magic." She reached into the hostess stand and pulled out some plastic menus, tapping them on the wood to line them up. "She has a way of livening everything up."

Oh, so that's what was going down; some kind of gold digger had got her teeth into the old man. Deuce hadn't gotten home a moment too soon.

"Don't tell me," he said with a quick glance toward the pit of computers to his right. "She's the mastermind behind the extreme makeover of the bar."

"The bar?" Kendra slid the menus back into their slot and looked in the opposite direction—toward the bar that lined one whole wall. "Well, we haven't been able to close long enough to rip the bar out yet."

He didn't know what word to seize. We or rip or yet.

"Why would you do that?"

She shrugged and appeared to study the bank of cherry-wood that had been in Deuce's life as long as he'd lived. He'd bet any amount of money that the notches that marked his height as a toddler were still carved into the wood under the keg station. "The bar's not really a moneymaker for us."

Us, was it? "That's funny," he said, purposely giving her the stare he saved for scared rookies at the plate. "Most times the bar is the most profitable part of a bar'"

His intimidating glare didn't seem to work. In fact, he could have sworn he saw that spark of true grit he'd come to recognize right before some jerk slammed his curve ball into another county.

"I'm sure that's true in other business models," she said slowly, a bemused frown somehow just making her prettier. "But the fact is, the bar's not the most profitable part of an Internet cafe."

He choked a laugh of disbelief. "Since when is Monroe's an Internet cafe?"

"Since I bought it."

He could practically hear the ball zing straight over the left-field fence, followed by a way-too familiar sinking sensation in his gut.

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Kiss Me, I'm Irish: The Sins of His Past\Tangling with Ty\Whatever Reillly Wants... 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 36 reviews.
beckymmoe More than 1 year ago
A collection of three "classic" (read: published several years ago) stories that can be considered either long novellas or shorter novels, Kiss Me, I'm Irish is a decent collection. The last story, "Whatever Reilly Wants" I thought was the strongest of the three, with the first, "The Sins of His Past" a close second. I found the middle one, "Tangling with Ty" to be the weakest, but it still wasn't a bad read. "Whatever Reilly Wants" was a bit of a slow start and slightly dated (the heroine is trying to get an Internet cafe going, which is presented as a fairly new concept), but ultimately was a cute story. I was pleasantly surprised when Kendra had the perfect opportunity to blow a conversation she overheard totally out of proportion and overreact accordingly, resulting in an overblown sense of drama (as has happened in more than one book I've read recently, to my frustration), but didn't. Instead she reacts calmly and rationally, using her good sense to help Deuce see the error of his ways in the end. Roxanne St. Claire mentions in her forward that the straight-up romance genre is one she doesn't write much of any more having moved on to mystery/suspense; on the strength of this story I'm willing to give some of her more recent works a shot. Overall "Tangling with Ty" just felt like it was trying too hard. For one thing, there was more telling than showing throughout. For example, the female lead was supposedly a doctor with a genius IQ who started medical school at a significantly younger age than the rest of her classmates, but you really don't see that in her behavior in the story. (Not that she's not intelligent, she is; she just doesn't "read" as a person who should have graduated high school at the age of twelve.) There's many situations that feel artificially forced as well, which had me shaking my head. For example, when Nicole comes home from an exceptionally long shift looking forward to nothing more than eating, showering, and sleeping (She's exhausted--it was a long and grueling day, and she tells us so, in no uncertain terms), only to have a moderately uncomfortable encounter with another character--which she conveniently extracts herself from by heading right back to work! Surely that's neither realistic nor advisable? Though it wasn't a disappointing story, in the end, it just didn't seem polished enough to be as enjoyable as many of her more recent works. "What Reilly Wants" is the second in a trilogy about a set of triplets who have inherited a large chunk of change from a relative--and then promptly bet it in a friendly family wager. Their older brother, a priest, bets his three siblings that they couldn't manage ninety days of celibacy. The first brother, Brian, has already lost "The Bet" when the story begins, and it's pretty clear from the start that Connor's days are numbered though the poor guy doesn't have a clue. How he becomes happy to be the second brother to go down is an entertaining story that will definitely have me looking for Brian and Adrian's stories soon...I wonder what kind of roof Father Reilly will be getting for his church when he wins?
jbarr5 More than 1 year ago
Kiss me I'm Irish by Roxanne St. Claire, Jill Shalvis, Maureen Child Here we have 3 stories about Irish men and the women they love. The Sins of His Past By Roxanne St. Claire Deuce is back in town after he's been forced to retire from baseball. He walks into the family bar and realizes it's now an internet cafe. He meets Kendra who he had sex with the time he was home for his mothers funeral. He never looked back. The town has changed so much although he was never here to see it for himself. Now he finds out she owns half the cafe. Will he be able to convince his dad who's hooked up with a younger woman that he wants the whole bar as it was. There is SO much Deuce doesn't know of what's happened in the past when he first signed up for baseball. His father tells them to work together to make the place work: her with the internet cafe and him with the sports bar. Tangling with Ty by Jill Shalvis Nicole is a doctor and eats, drinks and sleeps doing just that. She forgets about family gatherings and upcoming engagement parties. She's all set to fight for her taco, that's all she ever has time to eat when she works 24 hours straight, when she hears a male voice at the top of her stairs, the new architect for the building. The one who will renovate it. Ty Patrick O'Grady. She's also been fighting off going to parties with her boss. She tries to just do her work and get out of the hospital. Due to an injury she finds out a lot more about him that he really didn't want her to find out. The emails continue also which is out of the blue and he's not sure if they are for real. He's got a notion to pass through this town and hurry to the next one except ... Whatever Reilly wants... by Maureen Child Connor Reilly comes from a large size Irish family and they know what it means to stand by your family. Being one of triplets and an uncle that left $10,000 they decided to place a bet-winner takes all. No sex for 90 days and one of them is a priest, Liam so if the others fail the money will go towards a new roof for the church. Brian just got back together with his ex wife so chances are he was out. Emma is a really close friend of the family and she's one of the guys. She's a mechanic and inherited the garage from her father when he passed away. She starts acting and dressing more sexier around him and he does take notice and does something about it.
SmittenWithReading More than 1 year ago
The Sins of His Past by Roxanne St. Claire B+ spicy My Review: This was a novella that I really enjoyed, except for a single scene. There was one scene in this book that was so reminiscent of the cheesy final scene in Grease (yes, the movie) that I physically cringed. *ugh* It was so bad. But before and after that scene, I really loved this book and the story. In fact, without that one scene, I would have rated this novella an A. Deuce and Kendra have a complicated history, but that was never enough to keep him by her side for a single night. Now his professional baseball career is over and after a ten year absence, he is home to take over the family bar. The family bar that Kendra has spent the last two years turning into an internet cafe and coffee bar. I liked the conflict of their relationship. Kendra has been there for his family when Deuce hasn't. He's been pursuing his dream at the cost of the relationships of his family and Kendra. This novella is a growing-up process for Deuce and I really liked it. Tangling with Ty by Jill Shalvis A- spicy My Review: Honestly, the reason that my rating is what it is...I loved Ty's character. Can you say sexy? Can you say vulnerable? Can you say wounded? OMG, he was HOT and I loved him. Can I have him? No, okay I guess I will settle for simply lusting over him through this story. And honestly, Nicole was a pretty decent match for him. She has her own issues and sees all the attractive aspects of his issues. It was really sexy. The best part of this story? When Ty fell through Nicole's ceiling and she had to put her doctoring skills to work. Did I mention that this story (and Ty) is really sexy? Um, yeah...I liked this one. Sexual tension is good especially when it is coming from a wounded, vulnerable alpha male. YUM! Whatever Reilly Wants by Maureen Child A spicy The premise for this book was awesome. The Reilly boys have come into some money...$10,000 to be exact. Rather than splitting it, they have made a bet. Oldest of the 4 brothers is a priest and he wants the money for a new roof on his rectory/church. As a result, they all have a bet. He doesn't think that the triplets can do what he has committed to do for a lifetime... All they have to do is abstain for 90 days. One of the triplets is already out of it and Connor is feeling the pressure after a month. As a result, he makes the stupid mistake of telling his best friend Emma that she's the only safe girl to hang out with because she's basically a guy. Uh yeah...ticked off female on a mission. The thing is...neither of these friends has ever seen the other as the opposite sex until the beginning of all this nonsense and then suddenly the chemistry is through the roof. They are both reeling and floundering, not knowing what to do now to keep their friendship...or if friendship is even the goal anymore. LOVED this story. Such a perfect example of the friends to lovers meme. I really, really enjoyed it!
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They were three great reads .
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The three stories were much than I expect --- enjoy the characters and how their love enfold
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It was a quick, fun read that made me laugh and sigh.
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TangelB More than 1 year ago
I'm not Irish but I sure would like to be now! Three enjoyable short reads - I especially liked the middle one - Tangling with Ty. I like a man who knows what he wants and goes for it.
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Reviewed By~Patti Review Copy Provided By~Netgalley The Sins of His Past – Deuce immediately was not a likable guy; he actually got on my nerves pretty badly at first. But then he grew on me. Kendra was more likable except for the fact that she turned into a 3rd grader when it came to Deuce I’m not a big fan of the keep a big secret from a guy and then hold it against him that he didn’t know. But that is just me. Other than that I enjoyed the story. He is high handed about not coming home for forever and then expecting everything to be just like he left it but I guess that would come with the special boy attitude he possesses. I enjoyed the bar/café competition and the way they both wanted each other and tried to fight it. Tangling With Ty – This was definitely my favorite story from the book. I liked all of the characters in this story. Nicole was fun to read about and I was pleased how she was portrayed. She was strong and funny in a nutty professor kind of way. Ty on the other hand had me from the very beginning. He is a smokin’ hot Irishman with an accent and an awful past. Oh lordy. He was delicious from the beginning and just got yummier as the story unfolded. To be totally honest I would never be able to pass up this hunk. I did like how two very independent people realize that they are better together than alone. Whatever Reilly Wants – Here is a story that truly proves that sometimes what you are searching for is right in front of you, you just have to open your eyes. Connor and Emma were both fun characters. Neither had a horrible wound to deal with but Emma had been hurt and was cautious. This is a well written and enjoyable story. I really enjoyed this one because even the secondary characters had personality. I would actually like to read the stories for the other brothers.
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