This collection includes Clare London's first two charming London-based novellas of the With a Kick series. 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 stories: Pluck and Play: 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. Double Scoop: 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.

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lost,” Nick called to Riley. “This is nothing to do with you.” He moved closer


to Curtis as if trying to shield him. Curtis knew he was actually trying to


Curtis urged. Jesus, but he was glad to see him! But at the same time, he


couldn’t let him stay. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”


look that way t’ me,” Riley drawled. He walked up until he was a couple of feet


for you to mind your own business, cowboy.” Nick glared back at Riley. “Who the


hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?”


looked between them, amazed. Were they going to fight, for God’s sake? Both had


that deceptively still posture that meant they were mustering up their strength.


They were equally matched by height and build, but Curtis knew that Nick’s


fighting would be dirty, street-style, not fair punches. He wasn’t sure who’d


come out best–and they’d both come out hurt.


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