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Sugar & Sin: Hard Crack Stage: Spicy MM Cozy Beefcake
Felix Chen (no relation to Ethan)
I used to steal diamonds. Now I steal hearts with my croissants at Calculated Confections. It's a better gig—less rappelling through skylights, more butter lamination. I thought my cat burglar days were behind me until someone hid ten million in stolen diamonds in our wedding cake order.
Enter Special Agent Alex six feet of suited federal perfection who wants to use me as bait. He's got this whole "by the book" thing going on, which is adorable considering I've never met a rule I didn't want to break. Preferably while he watches.
The plan is pretend I'm still in the game while the FBI tracks down the real thieves. Except "simple" doesn't include the way Alex's control slips when I flirt. Or how his hands shake when I feed him palmiers. Or the way he kisses me in a supply closet "to maintain cover."
Between teaching him how to crack a safe (for the case, obviously), running from my psychotic former partner, and trying not to fall for my handler, I'm starting to realize the biggest score of my life might be an uptight FBI agent who blushes when I make pastry innuendos.
Which would be perfect, except someone wants me dead, the diamonds are still missing, and Alex keeps looking at me like I'm going to break his heart.
He's probably right. But I'm going to make it worth it.
A high-heat MM romantic suspense one reformed cat burglar with a weakness for shiny things and federal agents, one by-the-book FBI agent discovering his wild side, second chances at life and love, creative uses for pastry cream, heist shenanigans but make it romantic, and enough sexual tension to melt chocolate. HEA guaranteed, no diamonds were harmed in the making of this romance.
I used to steal diamonds. Now I steal hearts with my croissants at Calculated Confections. It's a better gig—less rappelling through skylights, more butter lamination. I thought my cat burglar days were behind me until someone hid ten million in stolen diamonds in our wedding cake order.
Enter Special Agent Alex six feet of suited federal perfection who wants to use me as bait. He's got this whole "by the book" thing going on, which is adorable considering I've never met a rule I didn't want to break. Preferably while he watches.
The plan is pretend I'm still in the game while the FBI tracks down the real thieves. Except "simple" doesn't include the way Alex's control slips when I flirt. Or how his hands shake when I feed him palmiers. Or the way he kisses me in a supply closet "to maintain cover."
Between teaching him how to crack a safe (for the case, obviously), running from my psychotic former partner, and trying not to fall for my handler, I'm starting to realize the biggest score of my life might be an uptight FBI agent who blushes when I make pastry innuendos.
Which would be perfect, except someone wants me dead, the diamonds are still missing, and Alex keeps looking at me like I'm going to break his heart.
He's probably right. But I'm going to make it worth it.
A high-heat MM romantic suspense one reformed cat burglar with a weakness for shiny things and federal agents, one by-the-book FBI agent discovering his wild side, second chances at life and love, creative uses for pastry cream, heist shenanigans but make it romantic, and enough sexual tension to melt chocolate. HEA guaranteed, no diamonds were harmed in the making of this romance.
179 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 18, 2025
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