Latte Be Desired – Magnolia Point Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Novella Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
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“Thank you all for coming tonight. I hope you’re ready for the musical talent of Rigsby Collins,” I say into the microphone.

Rigsby, an older gentleman with graying hair and a rockin’ beard, hops up on stage and the place is deafening with applause. I go stand next to Paxton and puff out my chest with pride. “This is the best turn out yet.”

“Funny how a little advertising will do that,” he says with a cocky told-you-so grin.

Fawna and Lindy Lockhart appear out of nowhere and push their tits that spill out of their tiny blouses closer to me.

“This is amazing, Harrison,” Lindy says, glancing at her chest and back up at me.

“We told everyone about it to make sure they were here,” Fawna chimes in.

“Thanks, I appreciate that.”

What I’d really appreciate is for them to take a few steps back because I’m feeling like one of them is about to push their hands up my shirt.

“So, this is different.”

My attention is drawn to Lennon as she looks around. If Lennon is here, that means February is still trying to get intel on how I do business. She either sent Lennon or she’s here, possibly behind the counter.

“Yeah, I like to mix things up.” I glance around but don’t see that body I’ve dreamt about slinking around the place. My eyes slide to Lennon and I raise an eyebrow. “First time you’ve been here, I believe.”

She taps her lips with her finger, glancing at the ground. “I believe you’re correct.”

“Why the sudden interest?”

“Yeah, what’s up with that, Lennon?” Lindy questions, jealousy written all over her face.

Lennon rolls her eyes as she shrugs. “Just checking out what has this town talking.”

“Or could it be you’re a spy for the cute dirty-blonde staring in the window?” Paxton asks, grinning.

My eyes swing that way and there she is.

February in the flesh. So much flesh in a little pink dress that hugs her body just right. It hangs off both shoulders, exposing her delicious skin and her long tan legs.

She’s a bombshell.

My little spy. It would be just as obvious if she had her face pressed against the window like a toddler licking the glass.

I step away from everyone, hearing Lennon shout my name to stop me. But that’s not gonna work. There’s no ex that February is hiding from this time. No, she’s here spying. And I’m going to catch her red-handed.

She presses her face against the window and I shake my head. She’s been caught and she knows it.

I rush outside so she doesn’t have a chance to bolt again. “Jotting down ideas or waiting on Lennon to pass them along to you?”

Chapter 5

February

Shoot.

“I can explain,” I spurt out, trying my best to give him a smile. “I really can.”

Harrison shuts the door to his shop and steps closer. “I’m waiting.” His hands are on his hips, and I want to literally die right now.

I can’t explain this. Not even a little bit.

“I thought you’d take a Saturday night off like most owners of coffee shops.” I really didn’t think he’d be at Mug Life.

When Lennon told me there’d be live music at his shop, I had to check it out. How could I not?

He cracks a grin, and it’s incredibly sexy. I have a hard time looking away.

He crosses his arms over his broad chest and leans against the building. “Let me get this straight. You’ve now spied on my shop twice, and I haven’t even gotten to see your place at all.”

“That’s your own fault, not mine.” I fiddle with my hair.

He laughs lightly. “So, I’m thinking I need a tour of your place.”

I’m nodding, obviously not going to let him anywhere near my shop. “Sure.” I need to bail. “Come by anytime.”

He smiles. “Sure thing.” He pushes off the building and drops his hands. “Speaking of,” he says, rubbing at the back of his neck. “Let’s go right now.”

My eyes widen. “Now?” I blink. “Like right now?”

“That is what I said.”

Think February, think. “Um, sure.” I step closer to the door of Mug Life to tell Lennon her job of spying is over, but Harrison blocks the door.

“Aren’t we going?”

I glance into his shop, trying my best to telepathically speak to Lennon, but she’s laughing with Paxton and a few other people, obviously not paying attention to my plight. “Yes, we’re going.” I turn. “Let’s go.”

The cool night air brushes over me, making my hair float around my face. Harrison stays close to my side as we walk the few blocks over to my shop.

There are few people out, and when we reach my shop, I pull out my keys to open the door.

“You’re not open on a Saturday night?” he asks me as we step inside.

I shake my head. “In my experience, people don’t really drink coffee this late.” Even though his shop was pumping. Maybe I should reconsider my hours.


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