Blurb:
Kissing Junction, the town that speeds life up! (Hey, the new town motto!!)
Cameron Galvington: This firefighter and chocolate aficionado is on the hunt for the girl that haunts his dreams. After figuring out who she is, he sets course for their forever.
Tiffani Gallucci: The object of obsession and baker extraordinaire, has been equally obsessed with Cam from afar.
Not knowing if she'd ever see him again, she gave up hope.
When their friends play matchmaker, sparks fly and so does the chocolate. Like seriously, all the chocolate!
Can their love stand the test of her own anxieties or will she let him go?
No, just no. Kissing Junction is all about safe, ridiculous insta-love, and sexy happily ever after’s.
We didn't suddenly turn into monsters.
We promise.
We shouldn't play favorites, but Cam is the fucking man, and we hope you think so too.
Chapter One
Tiffani
January 2nd, 2018
I am going to kill her, plain and simple. I think to myself as I throw my phone into the cup holder and turn the radio up. My best friend Jules was supposed to call me after she did her “research project.”
I told her this was a bad idea and now she has me worried that she is tied to a bed somewhere by a crazy psycho person. It's been two days, and I still haven't heard from her.
I decided I would drive down to Kissing Junction and throw a few heads together and find out where the fuck she went off to.
With how little the town is, everyone is up in each other’s business. Okay, I'm just pissy. I actually love the small town, and I can’t wait for my bakery to open there next week.
The only downside is I won't see him anymore. He doesn’t even know who I am, because I was always snuck into the kitchen when he picked up his order, and that’s probably for the best.
His name is Cameron. God, just the sound of his name, gets me hot. He has been coming into the shop up in Dallas for over a year, and every time I see him, I want to jump his bones. He’s got dark brown hair, a tall, masculine body made to please a woman.
His bulging biceps look like he could bench press a car. Hell, I can only imagine what he looks like naked. His sea green eyes get me every time. When I sneak looks at him makes me feel things I have never felt. The thought of falling for him scares the shit out of me, though.
I come from a huge Italian family. I have two sisters and three brothers, in total there are six of us. The craziest part is that we’re all fifteen months apart. My mother is a fucking saint, that’s for damn sure. With the riff-raff and mayhem, all of us caused, I’d have banned us from the house years ago.
Being the baby of a family this big has its ups and downs. Ha, more like my brothers have run off any boyfriend I’ve ever had. It's no wonder I'm afraid to get close to Cameron. He’d run for the hills if he ever spent a day with my family.
I'm pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my phone ringing. When I see who it is I growl before picking it up.
“It’s about fucking time you call me! What the actual fuck Juliet. I have been trying to get a hold of you for two days. Why the hell haven’t you picked up the phone?” Fuck, bitch had me freaking the fuck out, and now that I'm almost there she decides to call me back.
“Oh my God Tiff, I'm so sorry, but I have a really good excuse. I promise I will tell you everything. Do you have time to come down?” She sounds excited but genuinely sorry for not calling me. So, I’ll let it go for now. I might punch her in the boob when I see her, though.
“Well duh, I'm already on my way. I'm about ten minutes from town. When you didn’t call me, I decided to come check on you myself. You know that I worry.” It’s not like her family gives a shit about her.
My family basically adopted her when we met in sixth grade, and we have been like sisters ever since.
“Okay good, meet me at my place. I need you to make me a cake.” Wait, what?
“What? Why do you need a fucking cake?” Who the hell disappears for two days then asks them to bake them a cake?
“I’ll explain everything when you get here.”
“Fine.” Oh, she better be explaining this shit, or I’ll have to hurt her.
“So, are mom and pop still trying to get you to stay up there or are they finally on board with you branching out on your own?”
“Ha, you know they love me and only want the best for me but fuck, they are suffocating me.”
“How long do you think you’ll be down here before the twins come down and stake out the place to make sure every guy knows not to touch you?”
“You shut your mouth!” I gasp causing us both to go into a fit of laughter.
“Come on Tiff you know they are going to come down.”
“God, I know, I hate being the little sister.” I sigh. They always try and “save me.” This shit sucks.
“Aww, poor baby.”
“Shut up. It sucks.” I say as I pull into a parking spot right outside of the diner.
“I'm at your apartment, hurry up bitch. I wanna know all the juicy gossip.”
“Calm your tits, I'm in the checkout line. I'll be there in a sec.” Laughing we hang up.
Getting out of the car I head upstairs to Jules’ place and let myself in going straight for the coffee pot. When Jules opens the door, I start in on her.
“Well, we’re both here, you better spill the beans.”
“Well hello to you too Tiff. It’s nice to see you. I'm good thanks for asking.”
Oh, the little smart ass.
“Don’t you give me that shit. You know I love you, and you damn well know I was worried about you. The last I heard you were going to a party to lose your vcard, then poof you vanish for two whole days. I should kick your ass.”