What's Life Without the Sprinkles?




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Cake maker and single mom Claudia Bradley thinks she has life all figured out -- until her best friend Nate starts looking like a mouth-watering dessert and her son's father comes strolling back into the picture as if he'd never left ten years ago. Throw in a case of preteen angst and a family with lots of well-meant advice, and, well, she's whipping up a recipe for chaos!

Nate West has always been there for Claudia, a basic ingredient in her life, but suddenly she is flirting outrageously with him when she's never looked that way at him before -- despite his dreams. With her ex-lover back in town, Nate isn't about to renege on his years-old promise to always be the friend Claudia needs, but does she want more?

She's as tempting as butter cream frosting with sprinkles, and he's mighty tempted...

Rating: Sensual
Page Count: 238
Word Count: 65703
978-1-61217-653-6 Paperback
978-1-61217-654-3 Digital

Excerpt:

She almost ran the stop sign at the corner of Broad and Keller because of a guy out in the front yard of the house to her left. He had his shirt up from the hem, wiping his forehead with the tag end of the white fabric. His strong forearms moved and tensed with the swiping motion, making the saliva all but dry up in Claudia’s mouth.

She would bet that last check for eight thou that Edward did not look like that under his neatly pressed button-down shirt. This man was toned and lightly golden even now at the beginning of spring. His muscles contracted as he took one last swipe at his face, wiping right at his brow line. The sleeves of the white T-shirt hugged him like a second skin. His jeans rode low on his hips and were rimmed by a tool belt with a wrench and a drill. Was it dirty that she was drooling this hard over someone who was just doing his job?

Must be sweaty work, she thought as she continued to sit at the stop sign. Maybe she could offer him a drink of water, and perhaps she could fan him with the bank slip she’d just picked up. Lust came freight-training through her and she let it because this was a random guy she might not see again. And even if she was looking for safe in dating, that didn’t mean she was dead.

In fact, she wouldn’t mind licking some icing off that flat stomach. Whew, boy!

A horn beeped behind her, and she realized two things at once. She was still sitting at a stop sign with three cars behind her, and when the shirt came down from the guy’s face, she saw it was Nate, waving at her.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, she was going to hell.




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