Publisher: Thirteen Below Press
Amazon: Mocha Kisses and Coffee
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Synopsis: Simple delicacies like donuts and coffee can bring two people together no matter what their differences; it can make for a very satisfying experience. But deceit can turn those experiences sour.
In these two stories, Cupid shoots his arrows at four men, drawing them to one another through chance encounters that instantly grow into something more.
Time To Make The Donuts
Christopher Wettlon has inherited his grandfather’s Donuts to Go shop. He’s young, educated, and pretty well off, but still something is missing from his life.
Enter Andre Bentley, who seems to have everything going for him. Little does Christopher know Andre is out for more than his fresh, strawberry creams.
The two men are getting along well until Chris confronts Andre about his job. Can Andre ‘work’ himself back into Chris’s good graces?
Smooth Like Latte
Brendan Walsh is committed to working for his irrational, homophobic dad who has threatened to disown him if he comes out gay to the world. Pretending to be someone he isn’t weighs him down. This puts Brendan on edge and alert at all times, leaving little to no time for him to build a steady relationship with anyone.
Davori “Latte” Jenkins is a happy go lucky barista working in the Walsh building. Born and raised in North Carolina, Latte possesses extremely good looks and charms the pants off anyone in his path using his Southern boy attitude.
When Brendan visits the shop Latte works in, they’re immediately drawn to one another. Latte makes him a caramel latte with something extra.
Because Brendan isn’t out of the closet, they keep their thoughts and flirtations private. Once they start dating, Brendan gets the courage to come out publicly and the relationship goes into overdrive. Still, Latte desires something more to define their relationship.
Here is an excerpt from Mocha Kisses and Coffee with my “bad” boy Andre!
“Yeah, Latasha, you wanted to see me?” Andre stepped into his sister-in-law’s office, closing the door behind him. The meetings with Latasha hadn’t been one of his favorite things to do. With every conversation he’d had with her, she was always demanding something.
“Yes. We have a new job for you since you did so well on your last one.” she smiled and rose up from her desk. “By the way, are you still seeing the guy that ran the small coffee shop we bought out?”
Andre shook his head and slid both hands into his slacks. “No. To be honest, he wasn’t really my speed.”
Latasha spun around with a file in her hand. “Aw, that’s a pity, Andre. You know Rick and I want you to get married. With the supreme court making gay marriage—”
Andre grimaced and held up his hand. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m in no rush. I want to find someone, yeah. I’m still not ready to run to the nearest church and say I do.”
“Aw, bro-in-law.” Latasha reached across her desk and pinched his cheeks. “I just want you to be happy, that’s all. I can’t wait to fit you and your groom in tuxedos and throw a bachelor party with some scantily clad male strippers. Whew!” Latasha fanned herself and plopped back in the chair.
Andre forced a grin. He never understood women’s fascination with gay men or strippers for that matter. In his mind, if he couldn’t take it home with him, he didn’t need to see it.
“Well, thanks for that, but I’m sorry to tell you, the day I commit to someone might not be coming very soon.”
Latasha waved her hand and smacked her lips. “Well, my dearest brother-in-law, promise me you won’t wait too long, all right? None of us are getting any younger, and I don’t think I need to remind you that you’re kicking the hell out of thirty.”
Andre sighed, eyeing the ceiling. “No, sis, I’m well aware my thirtieth is coming around the corner. Can you tell me what my next assignment is so I can get to work?”
“All right. There’s this donut shop in Boystown that’s recently changed hands. Jayson Wettlon, the former owner, died almost five years ago and gave it to his closest living relative, Chris Wettlon.” She placed the file in front of him and slid it across her desk. “The place makes good money… real good. It’s a direct competitor with our own DD shop on Addison and the Starbucks on Belmont-Sheffield. The place is always bustling with customers, and all they sell is donuts, pastries, coffee, and juices; they’re off the charts in profits because the new owner is following his uncle’s business model.”
“Really?” Andre picked up the file and opened it. “So, you want me to get in good with the…” He stopped talking a moment when he noticed the picture clipped to the side.
Latasha plopped her black stilettos on the desk. “We want you to get close with the owner and convince him to sell it to us. By it being so close to the train station, Donuts to Go sees thousands of customers a day. He keeps it very small; one single counter for customers to sit at and about ten tables. Chris’s little haven attracts tourists from everywhere. Celebrities, politicians; his place is a landmark. It can’t be closed down, but we can convince him to allow us to take over the rights.”
Andre carefully pulled the photo from under the paper clip. A perfect model face framed by full eyebrows and lush lashes, high cheekbones, thin lips. Curly brown locks nearly kissed his shoulders, light hazel eyes. Chris Wettlon was definitely a sight for sore eyes.
“Yes, sorry.” Andre’s face flushed, and he cleared his throat. He didn’t want to stop ogling the picture.
“So you want me to get cozy with him?”
“I do, and maybe, after you convince him to hand over his precious shop, the two of you can see a future together, right?”
Andre checked Chris’s picture again and looked back up at Latasha. He gulped hard and swiped his tongue over his top lip. “Who knows? What’s most important is I get him to give his business to DD&G, correct?”
Latasha nodded and flashed him a seductive smile. “It is, Andre, but remember, I also want to see you happy.”
“Of course.” Andre laughed nervously and rose from his chair. “I guess I need to get to work then.” He buttoned his suit jacket and shrugged his shoulders. “By the way, why haven’t you guys tried to get at him before now?”
“Oh we have, Andre, but let’s just say Chris is a very hard nut to crack. You know we only save you for the special jobs anyway. When nothing else worked, I knew this assignment would be perfect for you. Oh, and if you’re stopping by there before the meeting, bring me and the crew some donuts; strawberry crème for me, please.”
Andre chuckled to himself while he turned the doorknob. “Sure, boss lady. Anything for the company.”
Once Andre cleared the threshold of Latasha’s office, he reopened the folder to stare at his new assignment. The snapshot fell on the floor, and he knelt down to pick it up. “Yeah, anything for the company, Latasha, but I will make sure I have my fun first.”
Meet the Author
RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. She loves multiracial characters who overcome obstacles other than race. Sweet, sassy, and spicy would be the best way to describe her work. Happily married mother of two, loves music, computers, and travel.
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