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Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart
Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart
Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart
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Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart

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Callum has been volunteering in the concession stand at the football stadium all season. The highlight for him is seeing the cute guy with the gorgeous green eyes in his line at every game. Never tongue-tied with men, he’s surprised at how nervous is when he finally gives the guy his phone number.

Jeremy attends the games with his brother, but the real fun for him is chatting with the hot guy behind the cash register. When Callum asks him out, they begin exchanging texts and find they live in the same apartment complex.

They decide to take things slow, but when Jeremy bakes a fresh batch of brownies, will the lure of chocolate move the guys in the right direction?
LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateNov 17, 2018
ISBN9781634867825
Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart
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Sarah Hadley Brook

Sarah Hadley Brook reserves her evenings for her hobby-turned-passion of writing, letting the characters she conjures up in her mind take the lead and show her where the story will go. She dreams of traveling to Scotland some day and visiting the places her ancestors lived. Sarah believes in “happily ever after” and strives to ensure her characters find their own happiness in love and life. For more information, visit sarahhadleybrookwrites.com.

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    Brownies Are the Way to a Man's Heart - Sarah Hadley Brook

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    Chapter 1

    The long lines at the concession stand extended to the opposite wall, blocking the walkway, and the crowds grew surlier by the minute. Callum was used to being busy, especially as they inched closer to cutting off alcohol sales, but the tone among the guests was unlike previous games. The Chiefs were losing, and not by a little—the Jaguars were crushing the home team. Disappointment hung thick in the air, resentment visible in the eyes of those in line.

    Judging by the clenched jaw, the young brunette ordering nachos could be counted as one of the thousands pissed off at the team. She wore the typical devoted fan uniform: a Chiefs jersey, matching knit hat, Arrowhead earrings. She’d topped it off with red and yellow face paint, slightly smudged at this point. Probably from tears. He handed over her nachos and she walked away without a word.

    Have a nice day, he sang after her before turning to the next grumpy customer and pasting on a smile.

    Two beers, he said, his deep voice clipped, not making eye contact.

    Of course. Alcohol. Third quarter was almost over and they would be turning off the taps any minute.

    When he’d first started volunteering at the football games, Callum had sucked at serving draft beer. He’d been mortified to see guests step out of his line after watching him repeatedly filling the cups with more foam than liquid. By the second game, he’d found his footing, and by the fourth, he could pour like a master, with about an inch of foam at the top. He still spilled plenty of beer and went home smelling like a brewery, which made his two cats run from him, hissing as if he were the Antichrist.

    He spent the next ten minutes serving beer to people, usually two per person, as if they had to stock up for the fourth quarter. A cool wind whipped through the walkway and he shivered. It was November, but the heat from the kitchen behind him and being in cramped quarters with five other cashiers and a runner all up front, had sweat dripping down his back. His short hair was matted to his skull and the baseball cap he wore made his scalp itch like crazy.

    The supervisor of their concession stand came through hollering, End of third quarter, and Callum began unscrewing the taps. Some of those in line started cursing and Callum figured it was probably good they couldn’t buy anymore alcohol,

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