When a holiday baking competition goes incredibly wrong. Or right…
Michael I’m starting to think I’ve been doing this for too long. The screaming fans. The constant media attention. The fat paychecks. None of it brings me the happiness I yearn for. Yet here I am. Another year. Another holiday special. Another Christmas spent alone in a hotel room. But then the lights go up. And I see her. Alice It’s an honor to be a contestant; I know that. But right now, it feels a little like punishment. Because any second, Chef Michael Kesso, the man I’ve been in love with for years, the man who doesn’t even know I exist, is going to walk onto the set, and it will be a miracle if I don’t pass out at the sight of him. But the time for doubts is over because Second Bite is about to start “in three… two… one…”
