One night was supposed to ease her craving...
But after one taste sheâs hooked!
Abby loves her new life working at Sydneyâs finest patisserie. Working alongside brooding new man-in-charge Tanner is an unexpected but delicious challengeâespecially as each night their attraction only grows hotter! But Tannerâs past is as dark as the ink on his skin... Heâll let her get closer than close in the bedroom, but does Abby dare go deeper?
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NICOLA MARSH is a USA TODAY bestselling and multi-award-winning author who loves nothing better than losing herself in a story. A physiotherapist in a previous life, she now divides her time between raising two dashing heroes, whipping up delish meals, cheering on her footy team and writingâher dream job. And she chats on social media. A lot. Come say hi! Instagram, Twitter, Facebookâsheâs there! Also find her at nicolamarsh.com.
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SWEET THING
© 2018 Nicola Marsh
Published in Great Britain 2018
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CHAPTER ONE
Abby
D-DAY SHOULDâVE BEEN the happiest day of my life.
Iâd envisaged a fabulous eight hours at Le Miel, creating the French pastries Iâd grown to adore over the last year, followed by an intimate evening with a bottle of Shiraz and Channing Tatum.
What better way to celebrate a divorce than with a rich red to tantalise my palate and a hot guy strutting across my TV screen?
But my dreams of drooling into my wineglass over Channing turned to crap about an hour into the working day, when Remy King, the best boss in Australia, took a tumble off a ladder and ended up here, in Sydney Private Hospital.
âYou donât need to stay,â he said, his blue eyes filled with pain despite being dosed up on enough painkillers to fell an elephant. âGo back to the shop.â
âMakayla has it covered.â I perched delicately on the edge of his bed and reached for his hand. âBesides, I finished making the croissants, beignets, éclairs and macarons before you decided to do your lousy circus impression, so thereâs not much left for her to do but serve.â
He managed a wan smile and winced. âIt was the ladderâs fault.â
âYeah, it just happened to move sideways on that patch of flour on the floor all by itself.â I rolled my eyes. âIf you werenât such a great boss and friend, Iâd give you an ass-kicking for being so stupid.â