Excerpt from Sweet Temptations

Nobody can perfect a pastry like yours truly. Cakes, pies, tarts, cannoli…you name it—I’m the master. On my twenty-fifth birthday, I opened my first store smack dab in the middle of Times Square. Two years later, another one on the Las Vegas Strip.

Having two wildly successful bakeries under my belt, I was offered my first show with the Cooking Network. When its ratings went through the roof, they gave me three more, cementing my place within the industry and adding to my already impressive net worth.

With my rise in fame came an endless supply of women. I never had trouble getting laid but this was on a whole other level. I had to practically beat them off with a zester strip, for Christ’s sake.

Overall, life was pretty fucking great.

Until Gabriela Martinez happened, that is. No matter how hard I try, I can’t get that woman out of my brain, which brings me to my current dilemma.

I severely underestimated my willpower when I came up with this whole plan. Gabbie’s even more beautiful than she was two years ago. The entire time she was glaring at me and throwing attitude my way, all I could think about was how badly I wanted to remind her of a time when we got along very well. I didn’t realize it until this morning, but I fucking miss those times. The last month we were forced to work together was so volatile, it overshadowed any of the good we’d shared.


When I told my realtor I wanted to open my next retail store in the L.A. area, she found several suitable locations. I almost closed on one, but when I discovered that the space immediately adjacent to Sweet Temptations was available, I took it as a sign. Gabbie once tried to shit all over my career for her personal gain, so I plan to return the favor.

Despite the fact that she’s the only pastry chef I know with talent that could rival mine, she’s no match for the popularity of my brand. The second I open for business, all of her customers will come through my door instead. And when I successfully drive her company into the ground, she’ll have no choice but to sell her property, which I’ll quickly snag to double my square footage.

Does that make me a dick? Maybe. But as the saying goes, all’s fair in love and war. And she may not know it yet, but Gabbie and I are definitely at war.

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