Chocolate Kisses

by MK Moore

  Copyright

  Chocolate Kisses

  By KL Fast & MK Moore

  © KL Fast & MK Moore 2018 Flirty Filth Publishing.

  All Rights Reserved

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  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  The use of actors, artists, movies, TV shows and song titles/lyrics throughout this book are done so for storytelling purposes and should in no way be seen as an advertisement. Trademark names are used editorially with no intention of infringement of the respective owner’s trademark.

  This book is intended for adults only. Contains sexual content and language that may offend some. The suggested reading audience is 18 years or older. We consider this book as Erotic Adult Romance.

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  Cover created by KL Fast using Picmonkey.

  Dedicated to Aubree.

  Thank you for being our topper. <3

  Blurb:

  Kissing Junction, the town that speeds life up! (Hey, the new town motto!!)

  Cameron Galvington: This firefighter and chocolate aficionado is on the hunt for the girl that haunts his dreams. After figuring out who she is, he sets course for their forever.

  Tiffani Gallucci: The object of obsession and baker extraordinaire, has been equally obsessed with Cam from afar.

  Not knowing if she'd ever see him again, she gave up hope.

  When their friends play matchmaker, sparks fly and so does the chocolate. Like seriously, all the chocolate!

  Can their love stand the test of her own anxieties or will she let him go?

  No, just no. Kissing Junction is all about safe, ridiculous insta-love, and sexy happily ever after’s.

  We didn't suddenly turn into monsters.

  We promise.

  We shouldn't play favorites, but Cam is the fucking man, and we hope you think so too.

  Chapter One

  Tiffani

  January 2nd, 2018

  I am going to kill her, plain and simple. I think to myself as I throw my phone into the cup holder and turn the radio up. My best friend Jules was supposed to call me after she did her “research project.”

  I told her this was a bad idea and now she has me worried that she is tied to a bed somewhere by a crazy psycho person. It's been two days, and I still haven't heard from her.

  I decided I would drive down to Kissing Junction and throw a few heads together and find out where the fuck she went off to.

  With how little the town is, everyone is up in each other’s business. Okay, I'm just pissy. I actually love the small town, and I can’t wait for my bakery to open there next week.

  The only downside is I won't see him anymore. He doesn’t even know who I am, because I was always snuck into the kitchen when he picked up his order, and that’s probably for the best.

  His name is Cameron. God, just the sound of his name, gets me hot. He has been coming into the shop up in Dallas for over a year, and every time I see him, I want to jump his bones. He’s got dark brown hair, a tall, masculine body made to please a woman.

  His bulging biceps look like he could bench press a car. Hell, I can only imagine what he looks like naked. His sea green eyes get me every time. When I sneak looks at him makes me feel things I have never felt. The thought of falling for him scares the shit out of me, though.

  I come from a huge Italian family. I have two sisters and three brothers, in total there are six of us. The craziest part is that we’re all fifteen months apart. My mother is a fucking saint, that’s for damn sure. With the riff-raff and mayhem, all of us caused, I’d have banned us from the house years ago.

  Being the baby of a family this big has its ups and downs. Ha, more like my brothers have run off any boyfriend I’ve ever had. It's no wonder I'm afraid to get close to Cameron. He’d run for the hills if he ever spent a day with my family.

  I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my phone ringing. When I see who it is I growl before picking it up.

  “It’s about fucking time you call me! What the actual fuck Juliet. I have been trying to get a hold of you for two days. Why the hell haven’t you picked up the phone?” Fuck, bitch had me freaking the fuck out, and now that I'm almost there she decides to call me back.

  “Oh my God Tiff, I'm so sorry, but I have a really good excuse. I promise I will tell you everything. Do you have time to come down?” She sounds excited but genuinely sorry for not calling me. So, I’ll let it go for now. I might punch her in the boob when I see her, though.

  “Well duh, I'm already on my way. I'm about ten minutes from town. When you didn’t call me, I decided to come check on you myself. You know that I worry.” It’s not like her family gives a shit about her.

  My family basically adopted her when we met in sixth grade, and we have been like sisters ever since.

  “Okay good, meet me at my place. I need you to make me a cake.” Wait, what?

  “What? Why do you need a fucking cake?” Who the hell disappears for two days then asks them to bake them a cake?

  “I’ll explain everything when you get here.”

  “Fine.” Oh, she better be explaining this shit, or I’ll have to hurt her.

  “So, are mom and pop still trying to get you to stay up there or are they finally on board with you branching out on your own?”

  “Ha, you know they love me and only want the best for me but fuck, they are suffocating me.”

  “How long do you think you’ll be down here before the twins come down and stake out the place to make sure every guy knows not to touch you?”

  “You shut your mouth!” I gasp causing us both to go into a fit of laughter.

  “Come on Tiff you know they are going to come down.”

  “God, I know, I hate being the little sister.” I sigh. They always try and “save me.” This shit sucks.

  “Aww, poor baby.”

  “Shut up. It sucks.” I say as I pull into a parking spot right outside of the diner.

  “I'm at your apartment, hurry up bitch. I wanna know all the juicy gossip.”

  “Calm your tits, I'm in the checkout line. I'll be there in a sec.” Laughing we hang up.

  Getting out of the car I head upstairs to Jules’ place and let myself in going straight for the coffee pot. When Jules opens the door, I start in on her.

  “Well, we’re both here, you better spill the beans.”

  “Well hello to you too Tiff. It’s nice to see you. I'm good thanks for asking.”

  Oh, the little smart ass.

  “Don’t you give me that shit. You know I love you, and you damn well know I was worried about you. The last I heard you were going to a party to lose your vcard, then poof you vanish for two whole days. I should kick your ass.”

  Suddenly, I’m crying. What the fuck would I have done if something had happened to her?

  “I really am so sorry Tiff, you have always been the one person I can count on, and you always look out for me. I really didn't mean to not call you. I got so caught up in Matt that I was only thinking of myself.” She says as she hugs me.

  Who the hell is Matt? Pulling away I look at her. “Wait who the hell is Matt?”

  When she turn
s bright red but doesn’t say anything, I put my hands on my hips.

  “Well?”

  “Ah… well, he is kind of sort of the guy I had sex with then I left my shoes at his place, you know… my Louboutin’s. Anyhow, he jokingly said I could have them back when I marry him. Then he showed up at Candy's, and it turns out he’s her brother. Later, we came back here and had hot monkey sex, and somehow, I love him, and we didn't use a condom.”

  There is no fucking way I heard her right. For the first time in my life, I am rendered speechless.

  “Tiff?”

  “Wait, go back. You did what? Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I yell at her.

  “Which part?” Jules says in a smart-ass tone while folding her arms.

  “The whole thing. How could you be so stupid? Like for real Jules, what the actual fuck?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “You should know better.” I scold her only to feel my eyes widen at the realization that I sound just like one of my brothers scolding me for something. Her fiery attitude is just one thing I love about her.

  “Maybe I should, but you should know me by now. I enter into everything with a calm head. I may have rushed in with Matt, but it was love at first sight. Nothing else matters to me anymore.“ Jules says with a soft look on her face.

  “Love?” God, how could anyone fall in love with someone so fast?

  “Yes, love. The kinda love that hits you square in the chest and almost makes it hard to breathe. Where you can be in a crowded room, and it feels like it is just the two of you in your own little bubble. It’s the kinda love we have always been looking for Tiff. It’s pure magic, and I have a feeling your little piece of magic is going to come soon.”

  “Yeah right.” I snort and roll my eyes. The only way that is going to happen is if Cameron shows up.

  “Trust me. Now, where's my cake you wench? I want to celebrate with my bestie.”

  “It's right here. I need all the details.” I feel my face flush with all how in depth she gets into her details. The whole time she is talking, I can’t help but think of Cameron doing those things to me.

  “Enough about me, tell me how the bakery is coming along. Are you still on track to open next week?”

  Oh my God I am so excited. It took me two years to save up enough money to buy it. It is my baby, I can’t wait to be able to spend my days coming up with new treats for people to try.

  “Yes. I am so fucking excited.”

  “I think I already know who your best customer will be,” Jules tells me with a secret smile. Like she knows something I don’t.

  Jules starts getting stuff ready to make her food while I start making my cakes. When I’m baking, I don’t have to think about what I am doing. It just comes to me, like the way words come to Jules. It comes naturally to me. I could do it in my sleep.

  Chapter Two

  Cameron

  I haven’t been able to get Tiffani out of my mind. The first time I saw her was a month ago when I was getting a haircut from Jules. She had a picture of her at her station. She was with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

  I'm struck by how petite she is, she’s 5’1, 5’2 at the most.

  She’d fit perfectly against me. Her dark brown hair reminds me of the chocolate I love so much, and her dark brown eyes that almost look gold seem to reach into my soul.

  Fuck, yesterday when I found out she worked at Peterson’s, my favorite shop to get my sweets fix, I lost it. If I had known she worked at Peterson’s, I would have had her a year ago.

  It’s still hard to believe that the woman I have been dreaming about for the last month has been right under my nose the whole time.

  I don’t know how I haven’t seen her before. I have been going to that bakery for over a year. They have the best eclairs in Texas. Some might say that I have an unhealthy addiction to sweets, particularly to chocolate. When I get off my shift, I’m going to ask her out.

  I should ask Jules for her number the next time I see her. No wait that would be weird to just have a random man call you and ask you out. Hell, I’d probably get the cops called on me.

  Around eleven, we are called out to a fire at the old elementary school. Once we are cleared to enter the building, I head up to the roof. My section is typically checking the roof access to see if there are any signs of life. It’s usually just animals, but once I did find a very high gentleman who thought he was re-enacting The Hangover, so I always check.

  One minute I'm thinking about fucking Tiffani’s tight little body while she feeds me an eclair, the next minute I'm falling through the roof. Once I hit the ground, I don’t remember anything until I wake up at the hospital.

  Even then, everything is pretty much a blur. I don’t even know how long I was out for. I'm not entirely sure what kind of drugs they gave me, but I'm rambling like a lunatic. I am ready to go home. Marc tells me I talked about Tiffani in my drugged-up state.

  That’s not creepy at all. I am halfway in love with a girl I don’t even know, but this feels like a close call. I will meet my Spitfire as soon as humanly possible. When Matt finally comes into this white prison cell that smells like antiseptic, I lay into him immediately. It took him forever to finally get here.

  “Hey, fucker, what took you so long? I wanna get out of here.” He better let me go home. I fucking hate hospitals, and I want to go see my Spitfire. She doesn’t know that I exist, but I am going to change that as soon as this mother fucker lets me out of here.

  “Well seeing as you have a concussion, a broken rib, and you fucked up your arm I’d say that’s a no go. Not unless you have somewhere to stay. Someone needs to be able to take care of you.” Hell, that’s not going to work. My family is out of town, and I haven’t been with anyone in over a year. So that leaves me with going home with one of these guys. Turning over I look at Marc.

  “No-can-do man. T is crazy hormonal, and she would probably kill your whiny ass.” Marc says with a shrug

  Hell looking over at Matt I try to fold my arms only to have my arm spasm and my rib feel like a hot poker going through it. Sweet baby Jesus. I bite my lip to keep myself from screaming like a little baby bitch.

  “If you behave yourself you can stay with Jules and me at my place,” Matt tells me before his brows frown and it looks like he’s trying to solve a math problem.

  “Earth to doc, you space out there?” Fuck I really want to get out of here. “Nah man, that's the look a man gets when he's in love and thinking about his girl,” Marc says smirking. Then the fucker throws his legs upon my bed.

  “You bet your ugly ass I'm in love with the sexiest girl in the world. She is amazing.” Matt gives him a shit-eating grin.

  “Now you.”

  “Cam, you can kindly calm your tits, you’re going to be here for at least another forty-five minutes. They have to get you a pretty pink cast, and we need to wrap your ribs. Now play nice with Marc while I go call Jules to make sure you can come over.”

  “Oooh gotta call the misses already, She the boss now? And why the fuck do I gotta have a pink cast?” I say while rolling my eyes. Damn, I mean I could totally rock a pink cast, but still.

  “Because that’s the color I told them to put on. Oh, and FYI you and Miss Eclair are going to be the same way from what I hear, and everyone else in the hospital can hear that you’re planning on telling her you loooove her.” I feel myself flush, and he just gives me an evil smile “Maybe we should have Jules call her up and tell her, hmmm?”

  “You wouldn’t.” No, no, no that would be even worse than me calling her without her knowing who I am.

  “Ooh he wouldn’t, but I totally would.” Marc pipes in with a devilish smile, pulling his phone out of his pocket.

  “What the fuck Marc, you're supposed to be on my side.” I glare at him. He’s supposed to be my best friend besides fuck face over here telling me I can’t go home.

  “Wait, how the hell do you have Jules’ number?” Matt demands.

  “Mat
t calm your shit; the girls get their hair done by her. Do you really think it would be that hard for me to get her number? Don’t go all Hulk on me for fuck sakes.” He says before turning his head back to me. “And you, Cameron Galvington, were supposed to keep it a secret that Tegan was pregnant and instead you blabbed to everyone.”

  Oh shit. Okay, I didn’t tell everyone just my sister and she kinda sorta told her best friend before I knew it half the town knew. Marc glares right back at me for a second before looking at his phone like he really wishes he had her number.

  “Okay well, I’ll let you guys deal with that while I go tell Trish you’re ready to be wrapped up. I’ll be back in after and let you know what Jules says.”

  “I can go Hulk all I like, ass. You do it all the time when any man gets near T.” Matt says to Marc as he leaves the room. Marc then starts in on me.

  “I still wanna kick your ass.”

  “Come on dude, you know I didn’t mean for the word to spread. I was just really excited, and ya know it just popped out.”

  “You know damn well that Charlee can’t keep her damn mouth shut to save her life.” I would get mad at him for talking about her like that, but he's not lying. Plus, she’s like a little sister to him. So, I'll give him that.

  “Fine, but when are you going to forgive me?”

  “As soon as your girl gets pregnant and I get to tell everyone.”

  “fine.” We both glare at each other as Trish the bitch comes in trying to get all up on my dick.

  “Hey Cam, how are you feeling? Is there anything I can do for you?”

  “Yeah, you can get me wrapped up, so I can get the fuck out of here.”

  She has been hitting on me since high school. While she is pretty, she has never been my type. Quite frankly, I’m getting tired of her always trying to get in my pants.

  “Okay doll, you just let me know if you change your mind.” Marc clears his throat.