This collection includes Clare London's first two charming London-based novellas of the With a Kick series with two short stories featuring the characters in these books. 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? Each story is a self-contained romance, but will follow the history of the shop throughout. Contains the novellas: A Twist and Two Balls: Eduardo Mancini is going to be a star of the London stage. Unfortunately, his alter ego Eddy March hasn't got further than a bit part in a TV series. One ghastly day, he’s late for an audition, can’t pay his taxi fare, and is chased across Soho by the irate driver, Nuri. But maybe being caught by Nuri is exactly what Eddy needs. Slap and Tickle: Bryan is an accountant who admires order and self-discipline. When he literally bumps into Phiz outside With A Kick, Phiz’s lifestyle and behaviour appear totally chaotic. But they each recognise something in the other that they need. Bryan needs a lover who welcomes his secret desire, and Phiz needs a firm hand–in every way. They both agree that Bryan may be just the man to provide it. Also includes two short stories, Nice and Snow and Smack Happy.

With a Kick Collection #1

I just do some filing for you?” Phiz loomed rather alarmingly over the edge of


Bryan’s desk. “Save you some time. Just have to bundle the stuff into the files,


colour-coded aren’t they? Well, whatever system you use, I’m sure I’ll pick it


up. I won’t touch anything electronic, of course I won’t, and anyway it’s not


as if I know the passwords you set up for the clients’ records, though God


knows what I’d make of all that maths mumbo-jumbo even if I did, never had a


head for accounts at school. I wouldn’t be able to tell if anyone was


shit-broke or washing millions through their accounts—”


laundering,” Bryan broke in. “And don’t touch anything at all. Please.” He


leaned back on his chair and sighed. “Show me, then.”


broadly and dropped his bag down with a thump onto the pile of papers in front


of Bryan. Maybe he didn’t see Bryan tense up, or the gritted-teeth way Bryan


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