SHE LIKES IT IRISH by Sophia Ryan is a story of two college grad students finding love with each other. Grad student Kristin has not had sex in 2 yrs. She finally decides to have sex with her project partner, Randy.
Back in his dorm room things are heating up between them, only to have the action stop because he does not have any condoms. Frustrated, Kristin dumps the contents of a coffee mug full of pens and pencils from his desk, puts on his shirt and heads to his next door neighbor to borrow a cup of condoms.
What greets her is a gorgeous, wide shouldered, Irishman with perfect abs, wearing nothing but boxers and sweaty from a recent workout. After hearing what she wants, Sean walks her back to Randy's room and lets them know that it is past curfew and it is time for her to go and that he will walk her back to her dorm. Sean is the RA for that floor, so what he says goes.
Sean walks her back to her dorm and the chemistry between them begins to heat up. For the next few weeks there are dates and kisses, but no sex. Randy is jealous and tries several things to make the two of them stop dating. Then there is Zoe, Kristin's roommate who is furious and very jealous that Kristin is spending so much time with Sean and not enough time with her. Kristin has no idea that Zoe is that jealous.
From here the story is one about jealousy, friendship and sex. The chemistry between Sean and Kristin is ok. I never really clicked as a reader with them. I just felt like I was reading about two people and really did not care one way or the other if they got together. Zoe was really the only character that seemed to have any personality. She is messed up and crazy, but she had some depth. There were some suprises in the book such as f/f sex. If you enjoy New Adult you will like SOME LIKE IT IRISH.
Kristin DeMarco vows to protect her broken heart and swear
off men until she finishes her degree and starts her career.
Survival sex -- a vibrator and a sizzling-hot roommate --
eases urges that can't be ignored, until her craving for a
man propels her from the arms of Mr. Wrong to the door of
Mr. Right. Irishman Sean O'Neill forces her to consider what
she really wants. And what she wants is him in her bed. Too
bad he's not cooperating.
Sean is only in America for six months to complete his
degree and an archeology field school. He's as serious about
his education as he is about keeping his sex life casual.
When Kristin knocks on his door asking for condoms, the
encounter forces him to rethink that single-minded focus. He
wants Kristin for more than one night, but their secrets may
end the relationship before it begins.
"Darlin', I told you we wouldna be deviating from the schedule. Besides, do you really think I'm the kind of guy who would try to make love to you on our first date?" Sean asked.
Kristin stared into his sinfully hot eyes. "Yes, actually."
He laughed and wrapped his arm around her neck, hugging her to his side and kissing the crown of her head. He dropped his arm around her shoulders, holding her tight, and she held onto his hand where it hung in front of her breast.
It made her smile that he hadn't denied it. "So... You're not interested in charming your way up to my room or into my panties, and you're dropping me off early. Sounds like you have another date."
"I do."
Disappointment and jealousy raged through her body. She let her hand fall from his and stared straight ahead. "Oh."
"Not so much a date as an appointment," he said, his voice full of laughter as if he knew she was jealous as hell and it amused him. "I tutor to help pay my way here. My next appointment is in..." he glanced at his watch "...about twenty minutes."
"Oh." She breathed and took his hand in hers again.
"With a male history student," he added.
She smiled and met his eyes. "You don't have to explain. It's not like you and I are...you know."
He smiled down at her. "You looked like you wanted to knock my head off."
She looked away, embarrassed that he had seen through her so easily.
He stopped and faced her. "It's your eyes," he said, even though she hadn't asked, and brushed a finger down the side of her face, pulling her gaze back to his. "They say everything your mouth doesn't want to."
She stared into his eyes, willing him to see what was written there. To see her desire for him. "What are my eyes saying now?"
He paused as if reading, translating the symbols he saw in the depths. "They're saying I'll miss all my tutoring appointments if I don't get you home fast. Oh, and just to clarify, I never said I wasn't interested in getting into your panties."
She laughed, but there was nothing funny about how the sweet spot between her legs heated up as her mind lolled in the idea of him getting into her panties.
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