Resultado narrado por "Anna Ardent" em Todas as categorias

I’ve had a long-standing dream to open my own cupcake shop, complete with pink and blue sprinkles for kids and boozy infused cupcakes for adults. When a building came available with the perfect storefront in Hutton Hill, right near the University, I jumped on it. Little did I know that Rocco Capra, owner of Unholy Cannoli, also wanted that storefront to expand his business. His shop is right next door. Can I help it if I got there first?

Right before I drive over to pick up yet another breakup pizza...you know, the one with anchovies, pineapples, olives, and avocado...my BFF decides it's time for me to try a dating app. In my meltdown misery, I agree. She enters my stats.

Tripp McKenzie: millionaire, charmer, bold and brash lover. Jonah Hanks: owns a multi-million dollar company, knows what he wants and how to get it. Zack Brown: successful fiction writer, a true romantic, and loves dancing in the dark. They all have one thing in common.

I hadn’t seen my three step-cousins, Anton, Beau, and Galen in more years than I could remember, and now that I’d returned to my hometown of Cricket, CA, seeing them all grown up with bodies that could only be matched by Adonis was equal to a religious experience. We’d come together to restore a house that had been damaged in a recent flood, and to help with their stepmother’s impending wedding...her fifth wedding. How could we possibly bring this deliciously dirty affair into the light, when we were step-cousins...or were we?

I’d wanted to get through this Christmas season without incident and without having to attend any of the town’s over-the-top holiday festivities. Problem is, the three grannies like to play matchmaker, and have each talked me into a date with their grandsons…who they each claim is perfect for me. I can’t refuse these amazing ladies, not when I owe them so much. Now I’m dating three enchanting men, and I'm loving the Christmas season once again. When the grannies ask me privately to choose my favorite grandson, I have no choice but to tell each of them the truth…