Icelyn Every time I turnaround the too good-looking for his own good mountain man who’s filling in as the county food inspector is in my bakery.
I shouldn’t let him get to me, but how many times does a food inspector need to show up in one bakery?
Sure, the bakery has only been open for a few months, but I’ve seen Granger more times than our weekly delivery driver.
Our mutual disdain for each other comes to a head one hot summer night, causing him to run away, until he shows up one last time, leaving me with a very special gift.
Granger Just like her name, the curvy bakery I can’t get out of my head runs hot and cold. One minute I’m getting burned by her fiery side—the next I’m left frozen like a block of ice.
In two lapses of judgment, I give in to my feelings for Icelyn, leaving us both breathless and a little confused about our love/hate relationship.
Needing to give her space, and now that my temporary job as the county food inspector is over, I have no need to see her again.
It isn’t until she turns up on my doorstep with a gift labeled, To Granger from his Secret Santa, that I realize I made a mistake in letting her go all those months ago.
