Five Years Without Dessert

By Miriam F. Martin

Late evening. Quiet restaurant. The best cherry pie in town.

Caleb places his hand on top of Michelle's. If only he planned this perfect date. Perfection meaning, only coffee and dessert. Maybe more later...

Sometimes, perfection happens when not planned.

If you enjoy fun, quirky date night erotica, be sure to read Five Years Without Dessert. Bonus short story included: Dawn at the Sunset Corral.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hermit Muse Publishing
• Release date: Apr 13, 2020

Miriam F. Martin

Miriam F. Martin grew up wanting to be a cam girl, but excessive stage fright killed the dream. Her passion for getting strangers off over the wild worldwide web hasn’t died yet. So she focuses her time writing smutty books for smart people, like you. When not writing erotica, she also writes science fiction and fantasy. Her hobbies include playing the guitar badly, misinterpreting the future with Tarot cards, and over-analyzing dreams. She also enjoys first-person shooters, rogue-likes, and hidden object games. Her quest in life is to have a house full of cats. Miriam loves to hear from her fans, and she may be contacted through her agent, David Anthony Brown, at: david (at) danthonybrown (dot) com

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Five Years Without Dessert

Five Years Without Dessert

Miriam F. Martin

Hermit Muse Publishing

Copyright © 2020 by Hermit Muse Publishing

Cover Image: meggj/BigStockPhoto

Cover Design: David Anthony Brown

All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

All characters, events, and settings are fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidence.

THIS WORK IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READERS 18+

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Contents

Five Years Without Dessert

1. the best friday night

2. the perfect night

Dawn at the Sunset Corral

1. Alone

2. Also Alone

3. Not So Alone

About the Author

Also by Miriam F. Martin

Five Years Without Dessert

the best friday night

On a whim Caleb Nelson placed his hand on top of Michelle's. He wanted to do that all night, and thought about it all day before their date.

The waitress just brought cherry pie a la mode for both of them. Rock music played from the other side of the wall in the kitchen, almost loud enough to drown out the cooks' bantering, the heavy rhythm an annoying counter-point to the softer pop music playing from the dining room's speakers.

Hardly anybody was at Betty's Stackhouse at ten o'clock in the evening. It was like the world had gone quiet and stayed home. Either that or Betty's was going out of business. Judging by the potholes in the parking lot and the funky smells in the bathroom, that wouldn't have surprised him.

Just Caleb and Michelle, and an older couple who ordered heavenly smelling blueberry pancakes. Caleb almost wished he'd split an order of that with Michelle, instead of the pie.

She wrapped her fingers around his and clasped her other hand over his. She had the most amazing green eyes that lit up when she smiled at him. Her long black hair was tied up in a loose bun, the green and purple dyed strands hung down in front of her ears. She wore a pink cardigan over a white and black stripped dress.

Under the table, every so often, she bumped her ankle boot against his calf, especially when making a point.

Your pie smells delicious, she said, bumping into his calf.