Evan Goldman loves fall, October, and Halloween. He’s decorated his bakery, he’s made cinnamon-pumpkin cupcakes, and he’s spending his day off inventing a new cake recipe. He isn’t expecting customers, and he’s busy with chocolate and ginger.<br><br>But a delivery mix-up has a customer knocking at Evan’s door. Matt’s right out of Evan’s fantasies: a deliciously adorable off-duty firefighter who compliments his cupcakes and makes Evan smile, and looks at him like Evan’s the tastiest treat of all.<br><br>They’ve only just met, but Matt might bring all of Evan’s fantasies to life ... with extra spice.

October Spice

Evan shivered. Knew his arousal was visible, tenting his jeans. Did not care.


Because his visitor wanted him too. Because that was evident in purposeful dark eyes, in the outline of a thick long cock under denim, in the way muscles rippled and strong arms came up to land on either side of Evan himself, trapping him against the wall behind the display case. “This okay?”


“Yes.” More than. He felt flushed and brilliant and sparkly; he felt desired and caught and surrounded by strength, the way he loved being, the way he fantasized about in all the best daydreams or late-night solo sessions with a hand and imagination. “Please.”


Chapter 3