Just a Kiss Synopsis:
One Wine Country Villa
Six Santino Brothers
And lots of wine…
Reeling from the loss of her mother, Sarah Dupont catches her fiancé doing the nasty on top of her pastry table at their San Francisco Bakery.
Devastated, she calls her best friend, lifestyle reporter, Danica Vargas. Danica convinces Sarah to start fresh, and rent a room with her at an historic mansion in Sonoma Valley.
With two roommates who act like the sisters she never had and a feisty landlord to stand in as the grandmother she always wanted, Sarah’s opens a café on the Sonoma Plaza. Her life changes the moment the little bell on the door rings and the notoriously sexy actor Jamie Santino, swaggers in.
Jamie, one of the six Santino Brothers, of Napa Valley Winery fame, needs baking lessons for his new movie and Sarah is just the woman to teach him. Wine flows, their love affair heats up and a tempestuous femme fatale enters the scene.
How can Sarah trust that Jamie isn’t acting when everything he says seems too good to be true?
“Kitty, Kitty, Kitty,” Sarah called from the doorway, searching the dark parking lot.
“Here, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty.” She glanced down the alley and waited a few seconds. When the cat
didn’t appear, she gave up and closed the door. Humming to the new Baking Zone playlist she’d
downloaded last night, she wrote on the kitchen whiteboard in red pen: Need Manny to help the
day before Harvest Fest.
Her twelve-day countdown leading to Sonoma’s annual Harvest Festival started today,
and the organizers were expecting a donation of fifteen hundred cookies.
Sarah tightened her lucky faded rose apron around her waist, and then bent to sniff the
fresh bunches of lavender and thyme on the counter. After tucking the herbs into galvanized
metal tins on her pastry table, she smoothed out the recipe she’d worked on before going to bed.
While two heavy mixers combined the dough, Sarah dug through her massive collection
of cookie cutters, settling on a few antique crescent moons. Steve Winwood’s “Roll With it
Baby” blared from the stereo, and she plunked a heap of dough on the pastry table.
“Come to Mama, my little baby dough,” she said, kneading it. “Oh, you’re so beautiful.”
Flipping the mound over, she caressed the other side and spanked it with flour. “You just need a
little more love.” She took a deep breath, inhaling the delicious vanilla, lavender, and thyme
aromas. Warmth from the oven heated her cheeks, and she smiled.
Grasping the ends of the thin, French rolling pin, she flattened the dough using one, long
stroke out. “Roll with it,” she sang at the top of her lungs, pressing lightly over the mound in a
She heard a soft tap, tap, tap on the side entrance door, then another tap, tap, tap.
It’s a little early for today’s egg delivery.
After wiping the flour from her hands, she opened the door. Jamie had his arms crossed,
his head hung low and he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. He didn’t have his usual
charm-boy face on and looked severely gorgeous. Even though the rest of Sarah’s body was still
half asleep, the lady bits under her blouse immediately rose and stood at attention.
He wore his sandy blond hair tucked into a thin navy beanie that came down a little on
his forehead. To make matters worse, Jamie sported a dangerous weapon. An unshaved chiseled
jawline was Sarah’s to kryptonite. Her heart tap danced. Beanie and stubble on him?! It’s not
Kate Kisset Bio:
Former San Francisco Radio Disc Jockey Kate Kisset has a passion for telling great stories. After playing thousands of Hot AC, Country, Rock and Oldies tunes, for her primarily female fan base, she changed her tune and became an author.
Just a Kiss is the first book in her wine country romance series, The Single Girls Wine Club.
She lives in Northern California and Santa Barbara with her family and rescue pup “editor” Luciana Parmigiana, where she hikes, reads, listens to music, and drinks wine.
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