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Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 71912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)

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ISBN/ ASIN:	B06Y6H49HY
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This book is a companion story to the Thorne and Dash series, but it can also be read as a stand-alone. Marc longs for a grand romance, but he doubts he’ll ever be that lucky. Then he meets Darius, an arrogant tailor who pushes all his buttons. When Darius offers him a job, Marc hesitates—he needs a direction for the future, not another man who doesn’t believe in relationships. Darius lives by a few unbreakable rules: never sleep with employees, fashion should be simple, and romance is for fools. Marc, with his shimmery sweater collection, makes him want to break every single one. They quickly give in to desire, but Darius wants to protect himself and Marc refuses to repeat past mistakes. It’s only when they let go of assumptions, that love has a chance to take hold.
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CHAPTER ONE

Marc entered Sierra’s Gourmet Ice Cream and glanced around, amused as usual by the unique decor. Not one table was the same color as another, and few of the chairs matched. He was early, so he didn’t expect Riley to be there yet, but he hoped Riley hurried up. He was starving. His stomach growled when he saw the counter filled with ice cream as colorful as the swirls in the stained concrete floor. Sorting through the outrageous flavors with Riley was always fun. Some of the day’s options were salted licorice, almond goat cheese, and blueberry bacon. He was going to need Riley’s guidance, since, as a professional baker and culinary-school student, Riley usually knew which odd combinations would actually work.

Marc ordered a coffee and took a seat at a wrought-iron table by the window. He chose the fuchsia chair; Riley could take the mustard-yellow one. It would look horrible next to Riley’s skin, but that was his price to pay for being—Marc looked at his phone—less than five minutes early.

The door chimed, and Marc looked up, expecting to see Riley. Instead, a slim, red-haired man in a black tank top and rolled-up skinny jeans sashayed in. He had “I’m up for anything” written all over him, so Marc blatantly checked him out. He had a nice ass, that was for certain, and… Right on cue, he glanced at Marc, then turned back to the counter and loudly requested a scoop of Dirty Banana Split.

Marc could give him that all right, and it would probably be entertaining, but not worth the effort. No man seemed to be these days. After putting in his hours each week as an escort, picking up a man at a club and fucking him just seemed like more work. Relationships were worse. Marc was far too prone to fall for manipulative bastards who only wanted him for what he was willing to do for them. Fuck that. Maybe he’d just become a monk, except for when he was fucking clients of course.

Dirty Banana Boy checked him out again. Marc nodded politely and then focused on the people walking by outside, making it clear he wasn’t interested.

The next time the door chimed, it was Riley. He made his way over, slumped into his seat, and let his messenger bag drop to the floor. He looked as tired as he usually did these days.

“Tell me that’s not all you’re getting.” He gestured toward Marc’s coffee.

The very idea. “Never. I was waiting for you.”

“I can’t decide what I want more—ice cream or a chance to sit down for more than a minute without a professor yelling at me.”

How could that be a question? “Ice cream is that answer.”

Riley gave a tired laugh. “It usually is.”

After several moments perusing his choices, Marc decided he didn’t feel particularly outlandish that day. He settled on a sugar cone with a scoop of white chocolate with raspberries on top of a scoop of plain old chocolate.

“And for you?” the server asked, looking at Riley with admiration that signaled she was very interested in his decision and everything else about him. Even dog-tired he could charm anyone.

“I’ll have an espresso float with Bourbon Barrel Dark Chocolate.”

“Great choice!”

“Thanks.” Riley placed a tip in the jar, and as soon as they both had their ice cream, they settled back at the table.

Marc swiped his tongue over both scoops, letting the flavors meld. “Fucking fantastic. But of course it always is.”

“Mmmm,” Riley murmured. He looked so involved with his float, Marc considered suggesting he get a room or at least a private spot in the back.

“I’ve got to bring Thorne here soon,” Riley said.

Thornwell Shipton was Riley’s very rich, very gorgeous, much older boyfriend. When Marc temporarily moved to California with one of the losers he’d dated, Thorne, who had been Marc’s Friday night regular, became Riley’s client and then so much more.

“You haven’t introduced him to Sierra’s already?” Marc asked.

“Don’t look so shocked. There’s still a lot we haven’t done.”

Marc narrowed his eyes. “Seriously? As horny as that man is I’d have thought you’d done it all.”

“Don’t insult my creativity.”

Riley’s attempt at a glare cracked Marc up, and they both ended up laughing so hard people turned to look at them.

Then Riley’s phone began to sing Peter Gabriel’s “In Your Eyes.” At top volume.

That would be Thorne calling him. The song had been Riley’s ringtone for him since Thorne had acted out the boom-box scene from Say Anything in front of Marc and Riley’s apartment.

Sorry, Riled mouthed as he answered the call.

Marc licked his ice cream.

“Fantastic. I’m feeling as good as I can about everything.” Thorne must have asked about the catering job Riley and his business partner, Susan, were preparing for.

Riley rolled his eyes, and Marc grinned at him. What was Thorne up to now?

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Total pages in book: 77
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Thornwell Shipton is wealthy, uptight, closeted, and an incurable workaholic. A tragic love affair left him terrified of relationships, so he tells himself sex is better scheduled and paid for. Riley Dashwood is young, easy-going, and comfortable in his own skin. He’s a passionate baker and an aspiring chef, working as an escort to save up for culinary school. They’re clearly made for each other. When Thorne hires Dash, it’s lust at first sight. After a few scorching nights together, both men start to wonder if what’s between them is more than physical, but their age gap and resistance to romance make them afraid to change their professional relationship to a personal one. Dash pushes Thorne to admit he wants things he’s denied himself for years. Kinky things. Soft, caring things. Things that force him to open his heart, not just his body. To move forward, one or the other must take a risk and ask for what he really wants.
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CHAPTER ONE

Thornwell Shipton was not pleased. He’d worked his ass off all week, never getting more than a couple of hours of sleep, and one thing that had kept him going was knowing that on Friday night, he would take a few hours off while his favorite rent boy buried himself balls deep in Thorne’s ass. Now he had a message from the escort service telling him there was an issue with his appointment and he should contact them. He was in no mood to deal with more issues. Work had already thrown enough of those his way.

He double-checked that his office door was locked and then tapped his phone to return the call. As it rang, he stared out over the city hundreds of feet below. His office had a lovely view of Atlanta’s Olympic Park, but he rarely noticed it these days.

Sheila, the woman who ran the service, answered just when Thorne was sure her voicemail would pick up. “Hello, Mr. Shipton. I’m sorry we had to bother you.”

Sheila had a pleasant, soothing voice that probably worked wonders on many of their clients, but Thorne wasn’t in the mood to be soothed. “What’s the problem?”

“Marc isn’t going to be working for us anymore.”

“What? Why?” Thorne dropped his head against the window. No. No. No. He’d tried a number of escorts before finding Marc, none of whom satisfied Thorne’s needs for both dominance and submission, depending on his mood. Marc had been perfect. For the last several months, he’d made Friday night the highlight of Thorne’s week.

“He’s decided to pursue other interests.”

Thorne snorted. That could mean anything. “Fine. I suppose I’ll have to cancel the appointment.”

“Actually, I have someone else for you.”

“I don’t think—”

Thorne didn’t want to break in someone new. Not this week with him trying to wrap up a report for one of their biggest clients, a report he’d rewritten twice, while prepping to head out bright and early Monday morning to win his firm another multimillion-dollar contract. He’d made a killing as a high-end management consultant, but to keep the money flowing in, he had to be his best every day. There was always someone out there hoping to take his business away.

“Dash is well-suited to serve your needs, and he’s available at your usual appointment time.” Sheila had been the one to match him with Marc. Maybe… Why couldn’t anything go right this week? He really did need a good fuck.

“Fine. Send him then.” Thorne hoped he wouldn’t regret this.

“Excellent. Do let us know if he meets your expectations. If so, I can book him for your regular appointment.”

“I will. Thank you.”

“Have a lovely day, sir.”

“It’s been a shitty one so far.” Damn, he sounded bitter and put out.

“Tonight will be better.”

It damn well better be. He ended the call.

***

Thorne’s intercom buzzed. “A Mr. Dash is here to see you. He says he’s expected. Shall I send him up?”

“Yes, Je-Michaels, thank you.” Michaels had only been working as a doorman in Thorne’s building for a few weeks, yet Thorne had lost count of the number of times he’d almost called the man Jeeves. Michaels’ British accent and starched appearance simply begged for it. Years ago he’d loved to watch and re-watch the Masterpiece Theatre version of Wodehouse’s Jeeves and Wooster, with Clint, his—boyfriend was certainly not right, even lover didn’t fit—boss. His boss whom he’d occasionally fucked. Now, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d watched anything but videos of junior consultants’ meetings.

Two crisp knocks at the door signaled that Dash had made the long elevator ride to his penthouse apartment.

Thorne’s pulse sped up. He resented how very much he needed this respite from work, these moments where he actually let go of all his clients’ woes and indulged himself. Yet he kept paying for it, every week that he was in town. He imagined being fucked roughly, hands held down, as Dash whispered dirty words in his ear. By the time Thorne reached the door, he was already hard. Dash damn well better work out; but whether or not Thorne requested him to come back, he was going to get fucked tonight.

He checked the peephole out of habit, although Michaels and the other doormen were quite strict about checking credentials before allowing anyone in the building. The young man standing at Thorne’s door appeared to be in his early twenties, as were most of the service’s employees. He had dirty-blond hair that curled loosely and was longer than he could have worn it if he’d worked in Thorne’s office. His hazel eyes had a mischievous look to them that held promise. His smile, however, wasn’t at all what Thorne was expecting. It was fresh and sunny and it reached his eyes, a true smile, like he was meeting a friend, not conducting illicit business.

Quit trying to read so much into him. This isn’t a business meeting where you have to size up the clients. It’s a fucking hook-up that you paid for.

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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65370 (not accurate)
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Several months ago Thorne hired Riley as an escort. They fell hard for each other and ultimately made their relationship personal rather than professional. Every moment they spend in bed is pure bliss, but good sex can’t solve all their problems as they struggle to make things work between them. Thorne convinces Riley to move in with him, but their differences in age and income weigh more heavily on Riley once they share a home. If that weren’t enough, culinary school is turning out to be a disappointment for Riley rather than a dream come true, and he’s considering the daunting prospect of starting his own business. Thorne wants to swoop in and fix everything, but Riley keeps refusing Thorne’s money or advice, feeling like he’s losing control over his own life. Thorne and Riley will have to rely on their love for each other to help them find the balance between independence and entanglement.
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CHAPTER ONE

Thorne pinned Riley’s wrists to the bed. “You like this? Like me turning things around and taking your ass?”

“Yes!” Riley struggled to get free. He tried to move his hips, to take Thorne deeper, but Thorne held himself still, cock barely inside Riley.

Thorne knew holding back was driving Riley insane.

“Why are you doing this?” Riley whined.

Thorne bit his lip, concentrating on not fucking Riley. He’d told himself he wasn’t going to push for more now that Riley was his… What? Boyfriend? Partner? Lover? He’d tried to be good, tried not to beg Riley to move in. He’d meant to wait and let Riley realize how good it would be for them to be together every night, but Riley wasn’t deciding fast enough to suit Thorne. And Thorne liked getting his way.

Just before they’d tumbled into bed, still half-covered in whipped icing, which should have been on a strawberry cake, Riley had said he needed to go home. He had an early morning, and it was easier to catch the train from his place.

Thorne had used his best weapon to keep Riley there: seduction.

“You want to come, don’t you?” he asked Riley.

“Thorrrrne.” The word was half exasperation, half raw lust.

“Say you’ll move in with me.” Thorne’s attempt at manipulation was so blatant, so ridiculous, there was no way Riley would say yes. Of course, Thorne would fuck him anyway, as if he could deny himself such pleasure.

He sank in a little farther, and Riley groaned.

“What happened to not forcing this?”

Thorne shrugged and smiled at him. “I got impatient.”

“You’ve been impatient.”

“I got desperate.”

Riley looked up at him. Soft, hungry, like he fucking worshipped Thorne. Then he flipped them, straddling Thorne and driving himself down, taking all of Thorne’s cock.

“Bastard!” Thorne shouted.

“A bastard who intends to get off. No more games.”

“You love games.” Thorne grabbed Riley’s hips and held them tight, trying to stop him from moving. “Just try it. You can move back in with Marc if it’s so bad, but really, wouldn’t you rather wake up like this? Aren’t you tired of going back and forth between our places? My car service can take you to school every morning.”

“Thorne.” Riley’s voice held a note of warning.

“Damn it, Riley.”

Riley moved up, working himself on Thorne’s cock.

“How about a bet?” Thorne asked. If he was going to push, he might as well go all in. “If you come first, you have to move in for a trial period.”

Riley shook his head. “That’s insane.”

Thorne flipped them again and thrust hard into Riley, making him gasp. “Because you know you’ll lose.”

“I know nothing of the kind.” Riley squeezed Thorne’s cock with his internal muscles, and Thorne shuddered. “You’re a manipulative ass.”

Thorne raised a brow. “Did you just figure that out?”

“Are you asking to be punished?”

Thorne groaned. “Yes, and wouldn’t it be more convenient to give me what I deserve if all your toys were here?”

“Fuck, how do you know just what to say?”

Thorne didn’t respond. Everything he could think of to say would get him in worse trouble. Instead, he demonstrated just how much he was enjoying being the one doing the fucking.

When he knew Riley was close, he gripped his hips hard and pulled out oh-so-slowly. “Sleeping next to you is so good, so warm, so perfect. I want you here. All. The. Time.” He punctuated his words with quick thrusts into Riley.

“And you always get what you want?” Riley’s voice was breathless.

“Not alllllllways.” But most of the time.

RILEY COULD SEE Thorne’s vulnerability so plainly. Riley knew what Thorne meant even though his words didn’t match the sentiment at all. Now that Thorne had learned to open up with Riley, he felt lonely on his own. He was afraid of losing Riley, afraid of everything falling apart. For some reason, he’d decided if Riley moved in with him, it would be a sign that things were working. If Riley was willing to live with him, then Thorne could tell himself he’d figured out this relationship thing. Not that Thorne would mind having Riley available for fucking 24/7. That part was true enough; the man was fucking insatiable. But that wasn’t the whole picture.

What if moving in meant they drove each other crazy? What if Riley felt smothered, confined without his own space? Although speaking of insatiable, he didn’t have any trouble keeping up with Thorne. The idea of sleeping with Thorne every night was very tempting. And not just for the sex. The man might not want to admit it, but he loved to cuddle, and falling asleep in his arms gave Riley the best dreams.

Riley rolled them once more so he was on top. He rose up and lowered himself onto Thorne. When Thorne did nothing to restrain him, he kept going as he wrapped a hand around his cock and stroked himself, not like he normally would during sex but like he would if he were jerking off and he was in a hurry. He used the motion best designed to get him off as fast as possible, squeezing tight at the top of each stroke, brushing his palm over the head.

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Total pages in book: 59
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Thorne proposed to Riley. Riley accepted. Thorne thought that was that. They’d take a nice trip, get married, and spend a week luxuriating in a five-star hotel with occasional excursions to fabulous restaurants. Riley imagined a traditional wedding with all the trappings. With all their friends and family. At Christmas. Thorne concedes reluctantly, and a flurry of wedding planning ensues. At the same time, Thorne is wrestling with a recalcitrant client, and Riley and his business partner, Susan, are consumed with renovations and planning for the opening of their bakery. Stress on top of stress makes both Riley and Thorne doubt their relationship, and a major misunderstanding nearly silences the wedding bells. By the time they reach their happily ever after, they’re both going to deserve all the romance they’ve been dreaming of.
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CHAPTER ONE

The bell over the bakery—or soon to be bakery—door rang. Riley had placed it there after being startled one too many times when he thought he was alone.

“Hello,” Marc called out.

“Come on back, I’m looking at floor samples.”

When Riley’s best friend, Marc, entered the kitchen, he immediately pointed at the black-and-white checkerboard tile sample. “That one.”

“Yeah?”

“Definitely.”

That was the one Riley had been leaning toward. It was exactly the floor a cozy old-fashioned bakery should have, but he’d wondered if that made it too cliché.

Marc looked up from the samples and narrowed his eyes. “You’re overthinking it.”

“Are you psychic now?”

“Apparently not. Something serious is up with you, but I can’t quite figure it out.”

Something was. By unspoken agreement, Riley and Thorne had kept their engagement secret for the weeks since they returned from their amazing week at the lake—sailing, cuddling, fucking, realizing they were one hundred percent meant for each other. It was as if their engagement was so precious a thing they hadn’t been ready to share it. Maybe it was time to let Marc in on it.

As if knowing how to lead him to spill the secret, Marc said, “And what’s with the Spiderman ring? I thought you were more of an Iron Man guy.”

“Can you keep a secret?” Riley lowered his voice despite no one else being in the bakery.

Marc gave him a look of mock offense.

“Fine. I know you can.” He took a big breath. “Thorne and I are engaged.”

“Whaaat? That’s amazing.”

Marc pulled Riley into a hug.

“Wait a minute.” Marc grabbed Riley’s left hand and studied his ring. “Is this an engagement ring?” He arched a brow. “I know Thorne can do better than that.”

Riley scowled. “Do not laugh at my ring.” But he couldn’t pretend to be serious for long. He and Marc ended up in a laughing fit that lasted several minutes. Finally Riley calmed himself enough to give Marc the full story of Thorne getting up before dawn and attempting to buy a ring for him in a resort village by the lake, as if that were possible.

“So this is what he came up with?”

“Yes. He intended to replace it once we got back to Atlanta, but I told him I loved this one and didn’t need anything else.”

“And he listened to you?”

Marc’s expression of disbelief was priceless.

“Probably not, but he hasn’t tried to take this one from me yet.”

“So do you have a date?” Marc asked.

“No, we haven’t talked specifics, but I want you to stand up with me. You will, right?”

Marc grinned. “I’d kick your ass if you asked someone else.”

“Thank you. If it weren’t for you, I—”

“You and Thorne would’ve found a way without me. I’m sure of it. You’re perfect for each other.”

“Maybe, but you made it easier.”

“Did you know he was going to propose? Did he give you a hint or anything?”

“No, it was a complete surprise. I think it was even a surprise to him. I think he just decided to do it when he woke up that day.”

Marc laughed. “Of course he did. He wouldn’t have had the patience to wait once he decided it.”

“No, patience is one of the few things Thorne lacks.”

This set off another laughing fit.

When he was composed again, Riley said, “I want to get married close to Christmas.”

Marc gave a wistful smile. “That’s absolutely perfect. That’s when you and Thorne really got together.”

“And while he might not admit it easily, Thorne adores Christmas.”

“Oh, I can just see it. It will be perfect.”

“Yes, it will.”

***

Thorne perused the cases in the high-end jewelry store. He’d already selected simple gold bands for the wedding rings he and Riley would exchange. Wedding rings. They were getting married, truly, legally married. It was almost more than he could take in, despite having been the one to propose a few weeks ago.

He wanted those rings for them to exchange at the ceremony, but he needed something for now. Riley had insisted on continuing to wear the Spiderman ring Thorne had gotten from a grocery store vending machine in a moment of frantic must-propose-right-now weakness. Riley swore he loved the little circle of plastic, but…

“Have you considered a bracelet?” the salesperson who’d been helping him asked.

“I…”

“I’m Julia.” She held out her hand for Thorne to shake. Thorne had been a customer there for years, but he’d never met her, so she must be a new hire. “I noticed that as you look at other rings you seem uncertain. You could always go with a different piece of jewelry. It doesn’t have to be a ring, right?”

“An engagement bracelet?” Thorne wasn’t sure.

“Does your fiancé wear rings?”

“No.” Riley rarely wore any jewelry at all.

“So why limit yourself. What do you think he would like best?”

Thorne considered the question. Riley would have to take off a ring when he was baking. But a bracelet would be easier to wear. “I think a bracelet is a great idea.”

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