Sweet Stuff
β Scribed by Donna Kauffman
- Publisher
- Kensington Publishing Corp.
- Year
- 2013
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 217 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN
- 0758291485
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Double Fudge. . .Toasted Coconut. . .Key Lime. . .Strawberry Cream. . .
Every bite is a mouthful of heaven.
And the women of the Cupcake Club are bringing their appetites . . .
Riley Brown never imagined she would find her bliss on Georgia's quiet Sugarberry Island after years of Chicago's city life. With a new career and fantastic new friends, she's got it allβexcept for eligible men. But a gig staging a renovated beach house delivers a delicious treatβsix feet of blue-eyed, gorgeous writer as delectable and Southern as pecan pie. Quinn Brannigan has come to Sugarberry to finish his latest novel in peace, and suddenly Riley has a taste for the bad boy author that no amount of mocha latte buttercream or lemon mousse will satisfy . . .
Riley's friends are rooting for her to give in to her cravings and spice up her life, but it's Quinn who needs to learn that life's menu just might include love, in all its decadent, irresistible flavors. . .
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