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342 pages, Kindle Edition
Published June 28, 2016

“I love sweet things, love creating sweet things that morphed into imaging new sweet things.”
"My face was pressed up against the glass but honest to God, what was it with Rafe and his friends? It was like the fairy godmother that worked this area had gone overboard, hitting them a few extra times with her beauty wand."
"It was clear what I was doing, I was spying on the neighbors, but since he asked a stupid question, I gave him a stupid answer.
Turning my head, I was greeted to the sight of Rafe standing with his hands on his hips. I said, “I’m doing my interpretation of a spider. Do you want to join me?”
"I think she’s a zombie and she uses her occupation as a way to eat. I could be wrong, since I’ve never been in the operating room with her, but it’s the only thing that makes sense to me."
"Being with Rafe felt decadent—indulgent and addictive."



Avery Collins has just landed her dream job, pastry chef for the posh-Manhattan restaurant Clover. Her new boss, Trace Montgomery, even helped with securing her an affordable place to live: a beautifully restored carriage house owned by his friend, Rafe McKenzie—a man that makes her catch her breath and stirs her imagination. Trouble is, he's involved with someone, his father is being released after 25 years in prison and Avery is just his tenant. Exploring the attraction that sizzles whenever they're together would be the icing on the cake, but Avery knows all too well that you can't have everything. Of course, what's cake without icing?
Rafe McKenzie's world shattered at nine when his father Liam—the only parent he knew—was arrested and convicted for armed robbery. Growing up in the system, Rafe managed to survive his childhood and now has a job he enjoys, a house he's restoring and a tight circle of friends. He's even working on reconciling with his dad, both eager to put the past in the past.
Happy for the income a tenant would bring, Rafe agrees to rent his carriage house to Clover's new pastry chef. When Avery Collins pulls up his drive, she's not at all what he's expecting. Funny, sexy and as sweet as her desserts, it doesn't take long for things between them to heat up. Just when it seems as if they'll have their cake and eat it too, the past comes back with deadly intent leaving Rafe to figure out who's pulling the strings before his world shatters again.

FAVORITE QUOTES:
Stepping from the barn, the sight that greeted me had a smile pulling at my mouth, even as envy burned through me. The fact that I was envious of my dog was seriously messed
I was attracted to her, absolutely, you’d have to be a eunuch not to be, but her personality was almost sexier.
And it was while I stood in my front yard with my dad, looking at Avery doing a fair interpretation of a Beverly Hillbilly with orange paint, the color of a fucking traffic cone, streaking her hair that I realized I was in love with her.
“We’ll eat this cupcake.” He said, holding the cupcake to my lips again. “And then I’ll eat you.” “This is a good plan.” A softness came into his expression, a sort of reverence. Love looked back at me as did tenderness and awe. “Mine.”
My heart really should have split it was so full. And then he kissed me, so sweetly. Yep, being with Rafe was decadent so beautifully decadent.