Marissa pushed aside all thoughts of men and focused on establishing her business. That is, until Jason strolls into the kitchen the day before a big wedding. Tall and ripped with teasing brown eyes, his heart-stopping grin has her self-imposed celibacy crumbling.
Jason sets eyes on the hot cake babe and immediately wonders if she's as sweet as the confections she creates. Her girl-next-door cuteness and lush curves are sheer distraction. Soon he's tasting more than just her famous butter cream.
Who knew a little leftover frosting, an urge to go without panties and an errant bouquet toss would have Marissa's calm existence churning in a sexual maelstrom she suddenly has no wish to overcome.