Love And A Latte
Can true love really be this sweet?Getting the west coast location of his family’s celebrated patisserie off the ground is a full-time job for Chase Drayson. The driven corporate accountant doesn’t have time for pleasure. Until the bakery’s beautiful barista places a steaming latte in front of him. Avant-garde jewellery maker Amber Bernard is the wrong choice for anything long-term. So why is Chase fantasising about forever with his eclectic employee?There’s more to life than the bottom line. But the seriously sexy numbers-cruncher is her boss, and Amber isn’t ready to risk her professional future. Or be tied down. She’s committed to her art, not romantic dreams . . . even if the passion sizzling between them makes her believe they’re not as different as they think. Could an incredible leap of faith lead to a lifelong love?
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Can true love really be this sweet?
Getting the West Coast location of his familyâs celebrated patisserie off the ground is a full-time job for Chase Drayson. The driven corporate accountant doesnât have time for pleasure. Until the bakeryâs beautiful barista places a steaming latte in front of him. Avant-garde jewelry maker Amber Bernard is the wrong choice for anything long-term. So why is Chase fantasizing about forever with his eclectic employee?
Thereâs more to life than the bottom line. But the seriously sexy number cruncher is her boss, and Amber isnât ready to risk her professional future. Or be tied down. Sheâs committed to her art, not romantic dreams...even if the passion sizzling between them makes her believe theyâre not as different as they think. Could an incredible leap of faith lead to a lifelong love?
âThatâs sweet, Chase.â She was sitting in the chair next to him and leaned over and kissed his cheek. She hadnât meant to. It was unconscious really, but her lips sought out his face. They lingered on his smooth skin, just a moment too long. He smelled good. Clean. Expensive. With a little bit of the heavenly scent of the bakery lingering on him.
She lifted her lips away, tried to back away before she got caught up, before she wasnât able to make herself back away. But it was already too late. Because Chase slid his hand along her cheek and brought her face closer to his.
He kissed her. Not hot and fiery like she might have wanted, but slow and deep like she needed. That kiss gave her another glimpse inside of him. It told her how he might be as her lover, in her bed. He would take his time just like he was taking his time now, kissing her thoroughly, not leaving any part of her mouth untasted.
In Love and a Latte, youâll meet Chase and Amber, a couple who proves that opposites really do attract. The conservative accountant and the bohemian jewelry-designing beauty realize that they have much more in common than the world thinks. Even though Chaseâs family isnât so sure about the match, heâll do anything to prove that Amber is the right woman for him.
I hope you enjoy reading about them as much as I enjoyed writing about them.
Happy reading,
Jamie
JAMIE POPE first fell in love with romance when her mother placed a novel in her hands at the age of thirteen. She became addicted to love stories and has been writing them ever since. When sheâs not writing her next book, you can find her shopping for shoes or binge-watching shows on Netflix.
To my father, James.
Just because he likes having books dedicated to him.
Pamela and Yahrah, thanks for putting up with the dozens upon dozens of emails.
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Numbers were always something Chase Drayson excelled at. They were the only things in the world that always made sense to him. They were concrete. Always easy for him to figure out, to play with. He was unlike his sister and brother, who were good at those intangible things. Immeasurable things. Creative things like dealing with people and coming up with outside-of-the-box ideas that Chase just couldnât wrap his head around. Thatâs why heâd spent his entire career in corporate finance. Growing the profits of the businesses he worked for as well as creating wealth for himself.
People who didnât know him well might call him money hungry. But he didnât like the phrase because it implied that he was greedy. He wasnât. Heâd just always liked to work. Earn for himself instead of being handed things. The summer he turned eight, he ran his neighborhoodâs only lemonade stand, creating a market analysis summary complete with potential growth in his target markets. At fourteen he had organized a team of teenage lawn mowers whoâd made more profit that quarter than one local landscaping company. And by seventeen he was doing pretty swift business employing his friends and classmates to walk dogs and feed the cats of his vacationing neighbors.
He definitely wasnât money hungry. He didnât buy diamond-encrusted watches or spend foolishly on flashy things with little value that he didnât need. He was hungry for organization and structure. Hungry to see something that he managed grow into the something big and successful. He liked to know that his money was working for him. Know that each hour he invested was going to pay off tenfold.
He wasnât sure how other people could go through life not doing that. People who were content just to sit back and let things happen for them. People who could just go where the wind blew them. The thought of that made Chase shudder. Thatâs why he was sitting in the café section of his familyâs new bakery, Lillianâs of Seattle, far past closing time, going over the finances. Again. Tweaking the business plan. Studying the market analysis summary he had created.
