The Little Brooklyn Bakery (Romantic Escapes, #2)

by Julie Caplin

She didn’t normally play sexy siren, but when his smile ratcheted up the smoulder to damn near combustible, she smiled back, letting the desire swim in her eyes. Which was pretty tricky given that she was about to go cross-eyed with lust.

gauche

garrulous

His swallow, the widening of his eyes and the almost dumbstruck nod made her smile with a rush of womanly pride.

Or would you like to go on another ride? Would you like to go on the dodgems?’

‘you’.

But he cared about her.

Thoughtful and considerate.

Formidable

‘Cutting the cake is the first joint act a couple do together once they’re married. It’s a symbol of their unity. Of doing things as a team. Their future together. And that future includes their family as they share the cake among their guests. Feeding their loved ones. Embracing the wider family. There’s so much loveliness about it. It’s not just cake,’

‘Well there you go, typical man. Actions speak louder than words.’

‘Have you ever had sex in the shower? Up against the cold tiles? Soaped someone’s nipples until they almost came?’

How could he possibly comprehend? She’d moved on and he hadn’t.

‘Perhaps love is as simple as making the person you’re with happy.’