Sunday, May 6, 2012

Smooth Like Latte MM PG Excerpt

Coming up late this month is my m/m romance from NNP the 3rd  book in the Something New on the Menu series, Smooth like Latte.

This story has spawned 2 more stories with the supporting character causing trouble in one and then getting his own book after that. These muses were truly a joy to work with and the cover truly captures the men I thought of when writing it.

What I love most about Latte, or Davori Jenkins who is the secondary muse, is his honesty and his desire to be with Brendan Walsh. He's not afraid to take a chance and his smooth demeanor is what makes Brendan give him more than a second look. 

Here is the tenative blurb and an excerpt

Brendan Walsh, CEO of Walsh Financial has put his life on hold to make his father proud. Because of this, he’s melancholy most of the time and is beginning to develop a love for Scotch and disdain for his dad.

Davori “Latte” Jenkins is a happy go lucky barista with several talents, the most important, his way with words and when Brendan steps into his place of employment, sparks fly between the two and immediately, they feel the connection. Over a macchiato latte, Brendan might see his future man but will he gain enough strength to tell his father about his orientation?

 Brendan knew it had been awhile since he’d visited Cathy’s shop, but he didn’t remember her having this much traffic. He shrugged his shoulders, took his place in line, pulling out the latest Walsh sales reports. What’s she selling that’s so good?
Maybe it’s a free coffee day? Free donuts? Who knew, but he’d stay in line regardless of how long it took to find out.
After about fifteen minutes, Brendan started rubbing his temples. He felt a headache coming on from reading the figures for so long, and the need for caffeine bothered him as well. He’d finally made it inside the shop, but the line still dragged out the door. What on earth is in this here that’s so high in demand? He placed the papers back in his case, folding his arms over his chest.
Another step closer to the counter.  He took a look at this place he hadn’t visited in a while. The same bright colors as the murals outside, black chairs and tables filled with people either busy at their laptops or spreading the latest office gossip. Cathy and her dad Mike were fans of jazz music; they liked the idea of the festive atmosphere as a backdrop for their shop. Another reason why Brendan refused to sell out to the bigger competitor. He wanted something non-corporate in the food court. Something that wasn’t just part of a chain, but its own entity. The younger Walsh understood business; this was the one place inside his building where he felt that small and independent was better.
Brendan took another step, searching for the shop owner. Cathy had been very instrumental when they’d opened this place a couple of years ago. He admired the relationship she had with her dad; he noticed her parent actually cared about what she thought. If only the older Mr. Walsh would do the same.
“Hmm, today, maybe a macchiato would be good. Haven’t had a true one in a…” Brendan stopped thinking aloud, his eyes fixed on the man behind the counter. He tilted his head a little, to get a better look. Who is he?
A tall man about six feet, with skin the color of lightly creamed coffee. Broad shoulders, light green eyes… or were they something else, maybe blue or hazel? Who knew, but damn was this man hot.
His perfectly trimmed goatee began under his nostrils and wrapped around his mouth and onto his chin. He wore a black fitted turtleneck that showed the muscles in his upper torso; even under Brendan’s scrutiny, the handsome man continued to make beverages with ease. Brendan noticed the young man next to him seemed only to serve donuts and pies from the fridge, now and then a juice. Could it be the line was so long because of the sexy barista making the drinks? Has to be it. Brendan could see no other reason for it. Not only was the man attractive, he was good at his job.
The closer he moved to the front of the line, the more intrigued he became. He thought about talking to the hunky man as he made his drink. But what the heck would he say? “Hey, I’m Brendan and I own the building.” Brendan smirked to himself, knowing that most likely wouldn’t work.
Due to his inexperience in the relationship department, he didn’t know how to pick up a guy. The only words exchanged in bars were hey, you’re hot, wanna go home with me, or wanna meet me in the bathroom—nothing more.
Besides that, was the guy behind the counter into men, or was he unfortunately heterosexual? Brendan sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, still gazing at the hunk.
Make mine slow and creamy. I like it that way.
RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. Rawiya's first sole author book, Time to Make the Donuts will be out in Feb of 2012 from Naughty Nights Press and her first MMF Living in the Now will be released in April from NNP. She has several shorts in anthologies, the latest, That Thing in the STARbooks collection, Tall Dark and Delicious. A lot of her shorts are also on Every Night Erotica. She blogs regularly at Erotic Dairies and Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the Rawiyas blog on Wordpress.

1 comment:

Debby said...

Great story. I am adding it to my list.
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