For more than a decade, renowned chef Alain Tiessart has been married to his restaurant, driven to make it one of the finest in Paris. But time is slipping away. Lonely and ready for a change, he packs up his bags on one of the busiest holiday weekends of the year and drives into the French countryside.<br><br>Retired Brit Simon Hastings is prepared to spend Bastille Day as he always does -- quietly and alone. When his oldest friend arrives on his doorstep prepared to spend the next few days together, Simon is surprised but welcomes him in. He’s even more surprised when Alain suggests they move their relationship to a deeper one.<br><br>Unwilling to jeopardize their friendship, Simon turns him down, a decision Alain accepts gracefully. Until a friendly bet and an eager young man cast Alain in a new light. Now, Simon doesn’t know what he wants. Or who ...

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But it was difficult to think about that when Alain looked at him with knowing eyes and flirted with the younger man between them.


It was even harder when Marc took one bite of the crème br?lée and promptly made a sound of ecstasy that only belonged in a bedroom.


“I told you, you would like it.” Reaching across, Alain sank his spoon into Simon’s dessert and brought it full up to Simon’s mouth. “Your turn.”


Do not let him feed you. Do not let him feed you.Despite the very prominent voice of warning in his head, Simon obediently parted his lips and allowed Alain to feed him the sweet dessert. He couldn’t stop his own small moan of delight as the crème br?lée melted on his tongue.


Alain smiled at him as he pulled the spoon away, and Simon’s annoyance was momentarily banished. “You’re an artist, Alain.”


“I think this is the best thing I’ve ever tasted,” Marc effused.


Chapter 13