(MSRP: 1.5000)
If love was coffee, then for Annie Langdon, it would be thick, black, leave a bitter taste in her mouth, and acid in her stomach. For the past year, though, Devon McMaster has used a smile that packs more punch than a triple-shot espresso, and a personality tastier than coffee-cream chocolate to persuade Annie's heart to percolate for him. This Christmas, Annie will learn men, like coffee, can come in decadent varieties.
Miniature
31 Pages Sweet
Excerpt:
"Anyway, I don't get lonely for a man's arms," she called back, resuming the previous conversation with her co-owner. "There's nothing a man can give me that I can't get from a vibrator."
The bang of an oven door slamming shut met her ears, followed by Kanika's holler of, "What?"
She paused in the act of sorting the knives into one pile and yelled, "I don't get lonely for a man. There's nothing a man can give me that I can't get from a vibrator."
"What about scintillating conversation?" asked an unfamiliar, but very male voice.
Her muscles tensed; the hairs on the back of her neck rose. Too mortified to move, let alone run, she remained crouched against the counter, praying her ears had played tricks on her. Maybe Kanika had developed a sudden frog in her throat--as well as the ability to throw her voice.
