Love And A Latte

Love And A Latte
Jamie Pope

Can true love really be this sweet?Getting the west coast location of his family’s celebrated patisserie off the ground is a full-time job for Chase Drayson. The driven corporate accountant doesn’t have time for pleasure. Until the bakery’s beautiful barista places a steaming latte in front of him. Avant-garde jewellery maker Amber Bernard is the wrong choice for anything long-term. So why is Chase fantasising about forever with his eclectic employee?There’s more to life than the bottom line. But the seriously sexy numbers-cruncher is her boss, and Amber isn’t ready to risk her professional future. Or be tied down. She’s committed to her art, not romantic dreams . . . even if the passion sizzling between them makes her believe they’re not as different as they think. Could an incredible leap of faith lead to a lifelong love?

Can true love really be this sweet?

Getting the West Coast location of his family’s celebrated patisserie off the ground is a full-time job for Chase Drayson. The driven corporate accountant doesn’t have time for pleasure. Until the bakery’s beautiful barista places a steaming latte in front of him. Avant-garde jewelry maker Amber Bernard is the wrong choice for anything long-term. So why is Chase fantasizing about forever with his eclectic employee?

There’s more to life than the bottom line. But the seriously sexy number cruncher is her boss, and Amber isn’t ready to risk her professional future. Or be tied down. She’s committed to her art, not romantic dreams...even if the passion sizzling between them makes her believe they’re not as different as they think. Could an incredible leap of faith lead to a lifelong love?

“That’s sweet, Chase.” She was sitting in the chair next to him and leaned over and kissed his cheek. She hadn’t meant to. It was unconscious really, but her lips sought out his face. They lingered on his smooth skin, just a moment too long. He smelled good. Clean. Expensive. With a little bit of the heavenly scent of the bakery lingering on him.

She lifted her lips away, tried to back away before she got caught up, before she wasn’t able to make herself back away. But it was already too late. Because Chase slid his hand along her cheek and brought her face closer to his.

He kissed her. Not hot and fiery like she might have wanted, but slow and deep like she needed. That kiss gave her another glimpse inside of him. It told her how he might be as her lover, in her bed. He would take his time just like he was taking his time now, kissing her thoroughly, not leaving any part of her mouth untasted.

Dear Reader (#ulink_c7253228-9166-5799-9b04-c69d075ba7bb),

In Love and a Latte, you’ll meet Chase and Amber, a couple who proves that opposites really do attract. The conservative accountant and the bohemian jewelry-designing beauty realize that they have much more in common than the world thinks. Even though Chase’s family isn’t so sure about the match, he’ll do anything to prove that Amber is the right woman for him.

I hope you enjoy reading about them as much as I enjoyed writing about them.

Happy reading,

Jamie

Love and a Latte

Jamie Pope

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

JAMIE POPE first fell in love with romance when her mother placed a novel in her hands at the age of thirteen. She became addicted to love stories and has been writing them ever since. When she’s not writing her next book, you can find her shopping for shoes or binge-watching shows on Netflix.

To my father, James.

Just because he likes having books dedicated to him.

Acknowledgments (#ulink_9e78b1c3-e05d-5bf0-8e55-d0087868825f)

Pamela and Yahrah, thanks for putting up with the dozens upon dozens of emails.

Contents

Cover (#u8d18d152-647f-5006-a730-13cd9ed8d57e)

Back Cover Text (#u310692bb-41c3-57c9-95c2-0f278ef12e0f)

Introduction (#u40e910df-2def-53f8-a518-0b2ec9d2c18f)

Dear Reader (#ulink_5c6219cc-8b71-5944-aefe-1425e8033779)

Title Page (#u75c3aced-88c8-5e21-a540-7ff51eb2b864)

About the Author (#uf850b301-8a55-5072-8761-665772057467)

Dedication (#ue436d257-3e75-509b-b62a-a1a197aac7c7)

Acknowledgments (#ulink_a20d271c-52b1-588f-8257-c61b359bff09)

Chapter 1 (#ulink_8f84df52-2b3e-50d5-96e3-0aaf2086f6dc)

Chapter 2 (#ulink_77e8316e-de3a-504f-9b86-9fa1b836c295)

Chapter 3 (#ulink_15acea1e-dd88-50b3-9ab3-aa4962c395fa)

Chapter 4 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 5 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 6 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 7 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 8 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 9 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 10 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 11 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 12 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 13 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 14 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 15 (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 16 (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter 1 (#ulink_d30383de-e37a-5ca1-94e4-ad9893786e75)

Numbers were always something Chase Drayson excelled at. They were the only things in the world that always made sense to him. They were concrete. Always easy for him to figure out, to play with. He was unlike his sister and brother, who were good at those intangible things. Immeasurable things. Creative things like dealing with people and coming up with outside-of-the-box ideas that Chase just couldn’t wrap his head around. That’s why he’d spent his entire career in corporate finance. Growing the profits of the businesses he worked for as well as creating wealth for himself.

People who didn’t know him well might call him money hungry. But he didn’t like the phrase because it implied that he was greedy. He wasn’t. He’d just always liked to work. Earn for himself instead of being handed things. The summer he turned eight, he ran his neighborhood’s only lemonade stand, creating a market analysis summary complete with potential growth in his target markets. At fourteen he had organized a team of teenage lawn mowers who’d made more profit that quarter than one local landscaping company. And by seventeen he was doing pretty swift business employing his friends and classmates to walk dogs and feed the cats of his vacationing neighbors.