Three months ago, my boyfriend shattered my heart.
So, I picked up the pieces and packed up my things. I traded the city life and a cushy job for Aunt Marlene's cabin in the mountains and a gig at her candy shop. But just when I think I'm getting used to living in Peach Creek, my ex shows up out of nowhere wanting to talk. And when an unexpected disaster strikes the town, I agree to host him until he's able to leave. Except I really don't need the distraction. I only have a couple of days to fulfill a huge annual order — the one Aunt Marlene depends on to stay afloat. If I screw this up, I have no doubt she'll cancel the rest of her much-deserved trip around the globe to clean up my mess. But I am distracted, because I still love my ex, and the feeling seems to be mutual. The worst part? Well, let's just say he's got a lot of explaining to do about the leggy blonde he brought with him. Yep. I think it's safe to say things are about to get very messy.
