Wild Irish Envy
Copperline Series #2
Copperline Series #2
by Sibylla Matilde
*** Mature Content; Strong Language; Sexual Content with m/f, m/f/m, and exhibitionism/voyeurism***
“She is the forbidden fruit. The one girl I want and the one I can never have. Never mind that I saw her first. That I met her first. That I wanted her first.”
Denny Byrne is Dublin-born, but found his life and his music in the Rocky Mountains. He arrived in Montana on a student visa where he met the rest of his band, the Bangin' Mofos... and where he met Felicity Williams.
She was so very tempting, but just young enough to be untouchable. Their brief encounter tortured him for months, only to leave him bereft when a friend swooped in to claim her. But a traitorous envy consumed him. A hunger that never faded. An overwhelming ache that caused Denny to pull away just when his friend needed him the most.
After four years of denial, 'Fliss' is once again before him. In a moment of weakness, she relies on him in a way he’s always coveted, but never expected. Hardened by tragedy and wary of his assistance, she forces his hand, causing Denny's control to slip.
Contrition and conscience have kept them apart for far too long. But when a simple agreement is eclipsed by an undeniable yearning, can he let go of the past and finally seize what has always really been his to take?
They'd probably still heard Ruth swearing over the music though. She could make a porn star blush.
Looking back, beginning the conversation with Fliss' dad by saying 'She's not knocked up' was maybe not the most articulate way to make a good first impression. But I had kinda panicked a little really... Okay, so I panicked a lot.
He was kind of the epitome of every authority figure I had. A father figure, a father-in-law, and the law all rolled into one massive, angry grizzly bear of a package.
'Please Denny... please love me.' Her voice was barely more than a breath, shaking with emotion, choked with tears that welled up in her eyes.
The world around us disappeared for a moment as she kissed me back.
While they were all about being great 'uncles,' none of them wanted to hear a snapper crying while they were knocking knickers in the other room.
I had a love/hate affair going on with Denny throughout most of this book. He was an endearing character that committed such stupid/heinous/bone headed/hair brained/idiotic head games - with himself and others. He caused his own brand of Irish misery with misplaced loyalty, angst, and personal regrets. But still, he squeezed my heart. I wanted to punch him where it would hurt the most, but still, his anguish touched me. This was only the second book of Ms. Matilde's I have read but it is highly apparent that this gal has mad skills and a massive degree of talent... even though I may have occasionally wanted to pull her hair. The writing was highly emotive, sensual, and often lyrical with the frequent use of Irish diction and argot.
About The Author
Sibylla Matilde grew up in the mountain valleys of Southwest Montana exploring the dusty Old West gold country on the back of a horse. She attended a two-room schoolhouse beginning in 1st grade & had the same teacher until she changed schools after 7th. Beginning at about age 12, Sibylla discovered historical romance, feeding off of work of Jude Deveraux & Lisa Kleypas. She loves a book that can make the reader run the gamut of emotions, from the sweet glow of new love to gut-wrenching heartache. She is a true romantic & always has stories floating around in her head, living in a fantasyland until she writes them down to free them.