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Re-released: August 2018
ISBN: 9781465873644
ASIN: B00708BC8Y
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Series: Carmel Charmers, #1
Author: Kemberlee Shortland
Length: Novelette
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Price: $1.99

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Town therapist Maisie Daniels is having a bad day. A failed alarm clock makes her late for work, she's locked herself out of her house and worse, she's half way across town when she realizes she's wearing her pink bunny slippers. A double scoop of tutti-frutti ice cream is just the ticket to boost her mood.

Sergeant Jake Hennessy spots a woman in bunny slippers muttering to herself in the park and wonders if she's one of the Carmel’s eccentrics. He follows her, just to be sure she’s all right. As she steps out of the ice cream parlor with her double dip in hand, Jake decides not to cite her for eating ice cream on the street, a recent ban, but invites her to dinner instead.

When Jake arrives at the restaurant and sees Maisie in her bunny slippers, he knows instantly that he could love her.

Carmel-by-the-Sea, California 1985

Once through the shop door, her mouth watered as she ran her finger down the long glassed-in freezer compartment, looking for her favorite flavor amongst the open tubs.

Her pulse sped up when she spotted the brand new container in the freezer. The fruity mixture glistened and the sweet smell of ice cream filled the shop, too tempting to ignore. The freezer’s compressor fan blew warm air on her legs, intensifying her hunger for the icy treat. It all dared her to buy a scoop.

Then she remembered her wallet was in her purse. Undoubtedly, the wallet was cozied up to her house keys, the two laughing at her.

Her heart sank and her eyes stung with frustration. She looked toward the front door. The counter suddenly seemed a lot longer. And since she’d entered just a moment ago, several people had come in and were now waiting for their turn.

Her heart pounded with embarrassment. Everyone’s gazes wavered between her face and her malodorous bunny slippers. She couldn’t just walk out now. How could anyone wearing bunny slippers in the middle of such a warm day keep her dignity intact as she left an ice cream store without a scoop in her hand? Not that she had much dignity left once she discovered she’d left the house in such attire.

That’s when she saw the police officer again. Her stomach tightened when she met his gaze. He stood on the sidewalk staring at her through the shop window. This close, she knew he spent his free time on the beach. His tall frame was lean and tanned, and even from this distance, she saw his dark blond hair curling out around his cap had been kissed by the sun. He stood casually with his thumbs hooked on his gun belt, but there was no mistaking his gaze was focused on her.

Nervously, she turned away from the officer and glanced back at the young man behind the counter, her thoughts back on the problem at hand. Praying silently, she thrust her hand into her pocket. There had to be some change. Just fifty cents was all she needed.

When her fingers grazed the edge of a wad of paper she breathed a sigh of relief as she extracted a single dollar bill that was crumpled at the bottom corner of her pocket.

“Thank God,” she whispered and kissed George Washington’s image square on the face.

“Are you ready to order, Dr. Daniels?” the clerk asked impatiently.

Maisie cursed the intimacy of a small town. She didn’t know the young man wearing the silly paper hat behind the counter but apparently he knew her. She had no doubt he’d rush home tonight and tell his family and friends about the town’s crazy new therapist in her bunny slippers. Her career would be ruined by morning.

She’d worry about that tomorrow. Right now, Maisie squared her shoulders and said, “Yes, I am.” She placed her dollar on the counter, adding, “Two scoops of Tutti-Frutti, please. I need it.” She murmured the last under her breath.

She watched the young man wrap a crispy cone in a napkin then bury the scooper into the ice cream, extracting a large and perfect sphere. Then a second, which he placed on top of the first. Maisie felt her eyes widen, wondering how she was ever going to eat so much ice cream, but she was more than ready to give it a try. She could almost taste it.

Her moment of panic gone now that she had her double-dip in hand, Maisie stepped through the shop door and onto the sidewalk, prepared to take her first bite of the creamy delight. All other thoughts were pushed aside once she felt the weight of the stacked cone in her hand—the failed alarm clock, locking herself out of the house, her bunny slippers, her closed office, even the police officer who seemed to be there every time she looked up. Her mouth watered, taste buds worked overtime, stomach grumbled at the delay.

Finally, her lids fluttered closed as she brought the cone to her lips. The sweet fruity smell mixed with cream assaulted her senses. The chill tickled at her lips the instant before they made contact with the ice cream. She moaned aloud but didn’t care who heard her. She was about to lose herself in the best flavored ice cream ever created. Her lips parted . . .

“You could get arrested for that.”

The deep, sexy and obviously male voice practically whispered into her ear, but it startled her just the same.

Maisie’s eyes snapped open. Her body jolted from the start and the ice cream went flying through the air.

Top Reviews
Light-hearted and Enjoyable
This is an entertaining story that will make you laugh a little and smile a lot. A fun, quick read that soaks you up while you're on the streets of Carmel. ~ Cheyenne Johnson, Amazon

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"Tutti-Frutti Blues" and "Dude Looks Like a Lady", brought back memories of the small town I grew up in. Shortland's style of writing is both fun and creative; I look forward to reading more of this authors work in the future!
~ T.Zwagerman, reader

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Tutti-Frutti is a special love story filled with romance between two people that is so unique in its own way. A little ice cream with no spoons could turn out delightfully wicked with that one special person. Ms. Shortland crafts an adorable little romance! It had a certain flare to it with the slippers and such a zany day, quite uplifting!
~ Linda, Romance at Heart Magazine

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...you are in for an unbelievably rollicking good time!...one unforgettable, funny and sensual delight. This book comes highly recommended!
~ Marilyn Rondeau, Amazon



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