Forget the Feckin Wellies, Forget the Feckin Wellies

Toss your wellies by the door and bumble along with Jess and Liam.Awkward Millennial, Jess O’Maly, is stuck. Five years after experiencing a traumatic, life-changing event, she feels like a cat lady living on auto-pilot—surviving, not thriving—and she certainly isn’t getting laid.Perhaps it’s Lady Destiny at work when Jess is invited to Ireland for both a tech conference and a reunion of her trip twenty years ago. Maybe, she thinks, this is her second chance at life.Jess takes the plunge and immediately finds herself swept into the charm of the Irish landscape. It’s not long before she bumps into an old crush—like, literally. She might have knocked him off his feet if he wasn’t so… built. Jess has thought of Liam more than a few times since their kiss twenty years ago and now, here he is—walking away.Wait. What?Liam Walsh, everyone’s go-to guy, is also feckin’ stuck. New home, new job—but he can't shake off his nasty ex. Despite being surrounded by people, he feels so alone.Liam’s twenty-year high-school reunion is just days away and he has no intention of attending—until he learns that Jess O'Maly, keeper of his jilted, teenage heart, will be there, too. Hazy memories of their forbidden kiss haunt his conscience—shite. He has an apology to make.What will happen with this decades-old forbidden flame? Will they ignite on this lost-love journey along the Irish Coast—or, will a bunch of other feckin’ malarkey get in the way? Put on the kettle and find out!(Trigger warning for mention of miscarriage, description of death of spouse; open-door sex; and numerous f-bombs.)