Just My Luck (Gummy Bear Orgy, #3)

by Rebecca Rennick

hey, maybe you’ll even find some hot Irish beef to taste while you’re there.” Jules wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. “That’s disgusting.” “Okay, fine. Then just find some sexy ass man with a huge dick and get railed six ways from Sunday while he whispers dirty things to you in his panty melting accent.”

People may look at me and see a big lad covered in muscles and tattoos who could kill a man with my fist. But I want the same thing most others do. To find a partner that I love to the point of pain who loves me just as fiercely. The heart is a muscle too and mine is as big as the rest of me.

You can never have too many friends, right? We could be international friends. You know the kind that shows the other around when they’re in town and texts every so often. Who am I kidding? I want to jump this man’s bones so hard they break. I want his number, so I can convince him to let me take that body for a spin. Conor is a big man, with big hands, and we all know what that means . . . Big dick. I’m talking about his dick.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind. It’s easy enough for me to do.” “Yes, I’m sure. I’m a big girl. I tie my own sandals and everything.” I quip weakly. Using my Disney quote knowledge to try and lighten the mood. “What?” “Never mind. Don’t worry about it. I can book my own hotels as I go and find my own way around. It can’t be that hard.”

You have to try things in life or else what good is living?”

A rainy day spend inside reading is always a good day.

No matter what’s good luck or bad luck and who has which, all I know is meeting Emma was meant to be. There’s something about her, about us, that feels like we’re right where we’re supposed to be.

You can’t run away from everything just because of the possibility something might go wrong. You never know. Maybe everything will go right. But you have to actually try things to find out.”

“It means Little Moth. Because like the moths you love so much you are beautiful and entrancing. Only here for a short while before you’re gone. And when you do leave, my life will have a little less beauty in it.”

For years I’ve been looking for a partner, a love to call mine. I thought it would be a local Irish girl. I thought it would be easy and obvious. We would meet and go out and the rest would be history. I never thought an American cursed with bad luck with a time limit would be the one to make me fall. To make me desire that forever with her. Fate works in mysterious ways.

Am I safe with Conor? I believe I am. I don’t think he would ever intentionally hurt me. But that doesn’t mean my heart is safe. It can never truly be protected from all harm. I just have to decide: is it worth it?

Everything happens for a reason and there’s always a silver lining. Sometimes it’s not as bright as others and takes a keen eye to see, but it’s there. With Emma, I don’t have to look hard to see it. It shines every time I look at her. Every time I kiss her. She is my silver lining.

They say good things come to those who wait but great things come all at once. Should I consider this a great thing? If I turn away now and leave, will I regret it for the rest of my life? I have a feeling I would.

Jump in feet first and hope you stick the landing.” “A life motto we should all live by,” I deadpan.

Fate opened the door for you. Now all you have to do is walk through it.”