Since my wife died four years ago, my daughter, my professorship, and the students in my literacy program have kept me focused. There is no room for distractions.
But a stop-off at the new bakery brings me face to face with the owner, Vivienne Cross.
Now I can’t get her sexy little smile out of my head. Her desserts are in my house. I see her “cupcakes” all over town.
It’s been a long time, but I feel alive again. My world is not as dark as it once was.
But she lied to me.
Even if I can forgive her, would it work out?
I’m an old-school kind of guy. I like to take care of the women I love.
What can I offer her that she doesn’t already have?