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With a Kick Collection #2

This collection includes Clare London's first two charming London-based novellas of the With a Kick series.<br><br>With a Kick is A new and enticing ice cream franchise, with a unique blend of full flavour, mischief and romance. Patrick and Lee are struggling to make a success of their alcoholic ice cream shop in the centre of tourist London. At the same time, their business partnership may take a turn towards the personal -- if either of them can find the time and nerve to go for it! Meanwhile, they cater to the wild and wonderful range of customers in the area, many of whom have their own romantic agenda. Will ice cream be the final ingredient they’re all looking for?<br><br>Each story is a self-contained romance, but will follow the history of the shop throughout. Contains the stories:<br><br><strong>Pluck and Play</strong>: Curtis is a cheery young entrepreneur, secretly licking his wounds after being beaten up by his ex-lover. Handsome cowboy Riley is stranded in London without money. His consolation is his music, and his fascination is Curtis. Their music brings them together, Riley’s guitar and Curtis’ poetry. But when Curtis is threatened by his ex-lover, Riley intends to be the man to help.<br><br><strong>Double Scoop</strong>: A sudden disaster strikes the novelty ice cream shop, With A Kick, threatening the livelihood of its owner, Patrick, and also his assistant Lee. The last thing in the world Patrick wants is to hurt Lee, but deeply-held insecurities prevent him from confessing his love. And how long will Lee wait to make his own move? Hopefully the disaster brings a new opportunity for them to make a go of things.

Clare London · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
94 Chs

Chapter 49

“Yes, and save

you. Of course, I know you’d rather have had one of the firemen in those tight

tee shirts you’re always lusting over.”

There was a

small, quiet silence between them before Lee spoke. “That’s what you think.”

Patrick was only

half-listening. He was consumed with his own guilt and worry. But when Lee

rested his head gently on Patrick’s shoulder, he didn’t pull away. The touch

was comforting on so many levels. When he turned his head to speak, Lee’s

stubble brushed softly across Patrick’s chin.

“I like the new

look,” he teased.

Lee chuckled.

“Mum brought my spare shaver from home, but to be honest, I couldn’t face going

back onto the ward and shaving. If you like it, I’ll keep it.”

“Well, it’s if you

like it, isn’t it?”

“Sure.” There

was silence between them for a moment. Then Lee sat up straight again.

“Patrick, I’m determined to get out of this chair. Help me, will you? But then