Chef's Kiss: Vacation Fling

By jailaa west

Set sail on a fourteen-day cruise where the big adventure is falling in love.
Aaliyah:
This summer theater gig on the cruise ship is my ticket to Broadway. I can't afford to get distracted by Kai, no matter how sweet and sexy he is. I can't get swept up in a shipboard romance that will leave me heartbroken when we dock. But Kai is determined to prove that he is more than just a fling. Do I take a chance on love or focus on my dreams? It's a tough choice made even harder by the gorgeous chef who uses chocolates and kisses against me. How long can I hold out against this gorgeous hunk?

Cool off this summer with a Vacation Fling. After Billionaire Winston Charles ' daughter survives a horrific accident, he's determined to pay back everyday unsung heroes. Rewarding first responders from around the country with a fourteen-day Fourth of July cruise. He'd planned for fireworks but this Love Boat is lighting up more than just the sky.

• Language: English
• Publisher: jai-latte romance books
• Release date: Jun 20, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227586001

jailaa west

My name is Jailaa West, and I am an indie author of sweet and steamy romance novels. I grew up In Chicago, Il. And I have loved romance books since junior high school when I snuck my first one from my mom’s bookshelf. I used to dream about the fantasy worlds I read about. Now I enjoy writing them for others to dream about. As a mom of three, I frequently write after bedtime or behind a locked bedroom door. And I thank God that all of my hot steamy books, (that I still read and write) are safely stored on my e-reader, where no one can sneak them off of my bookshelf! I love hearing from my readers. The best way to reach me is through my Facebook group or through my newsletter. Join my newsletter for updates, freebies, excerpts and more! Join at http://eepurl.com/hmBvhn or join me on Facebook at: http://bit.ly/3Xsp5Wl visit: www.jailaawest.com

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Chef’s Kiss is dedicated to YOU, dear reader.

Especially Toni, Cynthea, Chardonae and Simone

Your support is what keeps these wheels turning!

Foreword

Dear Reader,

Be warned—this novella is a quick read. However, I tried to pack it with as much love as I have for all of you.

If you enjoy it, please leave a review! Your review will help others find my book and make these special summer releases possible.

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Chef’s Kiss

Girl, I wish a man would bring me butterscotch haystack cookies. Elena bumped my shoulder as we walked backstage after the last performance for the night. Nodding her head to the man waiting in the wings—Kai. I’m lying. He’s so fine. He’s all the butterscotch I’d need. I’d climb his haystack.

Elena, stop. I shut her down. Mortified. The luxury cruise ship offered vast open spaces for the passengers, but backstage and on crew decks, it was rarer than pure gold. Sound traveled further and faster along the metal corridors. Almost as fast as gossip. Why won’t he quit? I whispered, walking toward the six-foot-six hunk of Hawaiian honey-dip waiting for me.

The real question is, why do you want him to? She rolled her eyes and headed towards the dressing room. The girl is touched, she said in a stage whisper, ensuring that everyone heard. She rotated her finger by her temple to indicate my crazy. I ignored her antics and met Kai by the door.

Showing all thirty-two of his pearly whites, he nodded to Elena. I’ll make you a special batch of cookies tomorrow. But there’s only one woman who’s getting this haystack.

I can’t stand y’all. I said, reaching for the treat; he’d learned I couldn’t resist. And you—how many times do I have to tell you? You’re ruining my figure.

Eyes as dark as the ocean sky at night swept my body. By the time they’d returned to mine, they’d ignited. Impossible. The hunger in them was as voracious as a dancer’s stomach after a strenuous day of non-stop practicing. Besides, he said after taking a deep breath and releasing it. You’re going to work it all off tomorrow. You guys work so hard. I don’t know how you do it. If you were my lady—

I put