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Murphy Brothers #3 Read Kindle PreviewMy life has revolved around the two things I've always loved: whiskey and rugby. Now the marriage clause in my Da's will has me putting both on the back burner if I want to save the Murphy's Pub empire and find a wife. As the last brother to get married, I need a little help, and that's where my sister-in-law's American best friend, Leah, comes into the picture. She could use a little Irish luck after the deceitful things her ex did to her that brought her to Ireland. With her take-no-shite-attitude, she's just the type of girl to help me find a wife. That is, if I can remember sheβs the matchmaker and not the match. Excerpt Now, here I was, with a new beginning and purpose. The position with Sean might not be my dream job, but it gave me the chance to find something closer to it. To figure out what I was going to do next. After picking up a sandwich from a nearby cafΓ©, I continued to stroll the streets of Dublin, looking in storefronts and people-watching the businessmen who walked by. I pulled out my phone and, like a glutton for punishment, looked through the dating app Iβd loaded, where Iβd posted Seanβs magazine cover photo as his profile picture. A lot of random women and men were already sending messages and some very lewd photos. How the hell did they even know if this was the real Sean Murphy before they sent a picture of their goodies? Geezβ¦ Okay, maybe dating sites werenβt the best bet for him, and Iβd have to try something else. Groaning in frustration, I decided to put the dating app to the back of my mind, like Iβd been doing with everything else in my life, and open the word game app that Iβd been playing. Normally I just played random bots, but there was one name that made me smile as an opponent, even if I wouldnβt admit that to him. Sean Murphy played the word whizbang for 76 points What the hell? Was that even a real word? I opened up the messenger on the same app and sent him a reply. Leah: I feel like youβre just googling random words to see what will work. His response was quickβand smart-ass. Sean: Whizbang, according to Google, means a resounding success. Like I am at this game. Leah: *Eye roll* Good thing you still have Google. How else would you score any points, since I know for a fact this game doesnβt take slang? Sean: Find that out trying to use some American lingo? Like gotten? Why do people still use that anyway? Leah: Did anyone ever tell you that youβre a pain in the ass? Sean: Every day of my life. I may have been snarky in our conversation, but I found myself smiling as I stared down at the screen. It was easy to get lost when it came to talking to Sean. So, lost I could forget that he was my best friendβs brother-in-law and my new boss who I was supposed to be finding a wife for. He had a future with rugby and the company. We couldnβt be anything more than friends and in a business relationship. No matter how much he made me smile. Start Reading DIRTY IRISH Now Murphy Brothers
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