Brandon knows he looks like he’s dressed to play, but sometimes being a cop means to take off the uniform and still have the gun. He’s tasked with security for the mayor. The party’s winding down, and Brandon’s ready to go. He hasn’t had a bite to eat all night. Brianna is the caterer to the wealthy. She’s playing hostess to the rich. She knows there’s one guy who hasn’t touched the delicacies. Brianna hopes he wants to put her on the menu. Welcome to San Francisco, home to the Boys In Blue Brandon Just because I’m out of uniform doesn’t mean I’m not on duty. It’s the perfect cover; a sharp slim-cut suit and a holster under my arm. I’m tasked with guarding the mayor for some political benefit, complete with all the trimmings. My job as a San Francisco police officer doesn’t always happen when I’m on patrol. Sometimes I get to play a security guard for the elite. That’s the night I’m paying more attention to the girl serving the snacks instead of watching the mayor putting his hands on every other woman’s backside besides his wife’s. I do my job well; no one tries anything with the mayor. But I’m famished. There is a lot on the menu, and the buffet table has every sweet delight and more hors d‘oeuvres than I’ve ever seen before. But what I want, I’ve been watching all night. I know she’s perfect for me, but I don’t know if she’s on the menu. Brianna Catering for special occasions is a fantastic way of making a living. I know how to make people happy with the right selections of tasty treats. I know people pay more attention to what’s on their plate than who’s standing in front of them. If I do my job right, people go home happy and full of my yummy creations. I want more business, but I don’t have the room to expand. I love being my own boss. I love the spread and the spectacle I create when I make art out of gourmet dishes. There’s one guy who’s not trying any of my menu items. I know he’s security or an undercover cop. I know he’s about the only man in the whole banquet hall who sees me. He’s been sipping sparkling water all night and watching the exits. I’ve been watching him because once I set out the buffet line, I can take it easy until everyone leaves. When I’m finally ready to clean up, my man finally comes to the table. He’s hungry. I can see it in his eyes. But I don’t think he wants the main course, he’s going right for the dessert menu. Only what he wants isn’t on the table. Not yet… A Steamy and Sweet short-story insta-love romance with an older alpha police hero and younger curvy woman with explicit, sensual, promiscuous, uncensored scenes and a Happily Ever After ending. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating. This is a stand alone book, but I recommend that you read them all, so jump into this series now to follow all of the Golden City Boys In Blue