Portland, Oregon, aka Hotlandia, where the coffee shops, restaurants, and bakeries are ready to serve everything piping hot, fresh, and ready to go—like the hard-working, hard-bodied men behind the counters—with no reservations…
Sure, Chris O’Neal has problems. His restaurant is still co-owned by his ex. His flannel-and-tattoos style is making him accidentally trendy. He can’t remember the last time he went out and had fun. But he’s not lonely, he’s driven. And the hot bakery delivery boy is not his problem, no matter how sweet his buns.
Chris is old enough to know Lance Degrassi’s sculpted good looks and clever double entendres spell nothing but trouble. Lance is still in college—he should be hitting the clubs and the books, chasing guys his own age, not pursuing some gruff motorcycle-riding workaholic. Especially when he’ll be leaving for grad school in a few months. But Lance keeps hanging around, lending a hand, charming Chris to distraction. Maybe some steaming hot no-strings indulgence won’t hurt.
So this fun read is great to curl up on a Sunday afternoon with a cup of tea (I don’t drink coffee) and just enjoy.
Chris and Lance just work, Lance is young and fun, to Chris older and more stable. Making Lance grow up a little and Chris ease up a little.
As we followed the journey from an ill planned one night stand to a budding relationship, and all the bumps and lumps that go with it. We find out more about what makes both of these people tick. How big Lance’s family really is. And how awful Chris’s was. And even a little more about Randy, the ex.
The one thing that really bugged me how the age issue was brought up over and over. We get it, they had an age gap.