Except he makes her laugh like no one else, smells like heaven, and wears panty-melting glasses. He’s not the man of her dreams, and she’s not about to abandon everything she’s worked so hard for just for a little fun. Plus, he’s only around for the summer, he’s still a shameless playboy, and he makes a living writing articles for a men’s magazine with titles like ‘Should You Bang the Boss’s Daughter? A Flowchart’ and ‘Butt Stuff for Beginners: A Field Guide.’ Who could possibly make her want to throw all that away?īut he’s no stranger-they’ve known each other since high school. After all, she has everything she’s ever wanted-a successful bakery, the perfect boyfriend, and the keys to her dream house. When a psychic tells Natalie Nixon her life is about to be upended by a mysterious stranger, she laughs it off.
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