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Peanut Butter Kisses

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Josh Boothe is one of the best pastry chefs in the nation, but he chooses to work as Peter Summers’ assistant, creating elaborate and beautiful pieces of art from sugar. He knows Peter is the best, and he wants to do everything possible to ensure Peter earns the gold medal at the California Confectioners Pastry Competition he deserves. Unfortunately, they’ve placed second three years in a row, and Josh fears Peter will find a new assistant.

But Peter has no interest in getting rid of Josh. In fact, he wants to find a way to make their partnership permanent.




What People Are Saying

Peanut Butter Kisses was a touching, sexy little story. Both Josh and Peter heated up every page. I loved Peter’s easy mannerisms. The fact that he constantly ate those Peanut Butter Kisses that only come out at Halloween was a perfect and creative way to characterize him. He was the perfect counter-balance to Josh’s more tightly wound character. At the competition I wished I could have had a better visual of the candy sculpture as a whole, but the way Josh and Peter interacted with each other gave some idea of what the sculpture could have looked like, after all the sculpture did represent them as a couple. Peanut Butter Kisses is not to be missed.--Five Angels from FAR


Pepper Espinoza writes from the heart and it's clear from her characterizations that the protagonists in Peanut Butter Kisses, who work in a very competitive field, are three dimensional and quite engaging. The conflicts in the story are obviously not earth shattering but do have real consequences in terms of future business opportunities and prestige for both of them. Even more important for Josh is the possibility of a personal relationship with Peter. The author did an excellent job of drawing me into the story and she had me rooting for both characters, as Josh and Peter identify and address each issue that conflicts with their shared desires.--4.5 Stars from Wave

Excerpt

"I've got three I like," Peter said, laying out three large pieces of paper over the desk. "Come here and see."

Josh did as he was instructed, leaning over the table to study each one. The theme for the national competition was dreams, and each design reflected a Dali-inspired, surrealist, candy landscape.

"You don't like them?" Peter asked after several beats of silence.

"I do," Josh assured him quickly. "I'm just…trying to absorb them."

"They're a bit out there."

"They're brilliant."

Josh was so absorbed in the sketches that he didn't notice Peter move. Until he was standing directly behind him, his chest against Josh's back as he leaned over to point at the third piece of paper. Josh closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the warmth and the unfamiliar pressure. His cock even began to stir a bit, and he quickly refocused on the sketches, trying to calm his accelerating pulse.

"I like the shape of this one, but I'm not sure if the piece will support itself."

The shape was a sweeping grand gesture, each piece stacked on the one below it perilously. Josh knew how to fix that particular problem, but he couldn't concentrate with Peter standing so close, and he couldn't very well ask the man to move. For one thing, he didn't want Peter to step away.

"No, no, it'll work." Just don't ask me to explain how. "What about the colors? What were you planning?"

"The globes will be purple. Spun sugar. The chocolate pieces here and here will be white. The rest of these will be just a kaleidoscope of colors. Clashing."

"I like that. Well, if I get a vote, I vote for this one."

"Why wouldn't you get a vote?"

Peter still wasn't moving. It took everything Josh had not to push back, pressing his ass against Peter's cock.

"It's your design."

"But you're my partner."

"Assistant."

"Partner."

If he didn't get away from Peter, he was going to melt. Or break. Or something. He didn't know. He just knew that Peter smelled like toffee and beer from dinner. They both needed a shower, but that was a dangerous thought to have. He didn't need to be thinking about Peter in the shower, about both of them naked and slick, about pressing his body to Peter's and feeling his warmth and his pulse. He had never seen Peter unclothed, or even partially clothed, but he knew exactly what Peter would look like because he could feel that muscled chest against his back.

"Okay. Partner."

"Good."