Take one restless, slightly nervous bride-to-be, add a mystery hunk who makes a box of Godiva look bland, and mix well.
A Recipe For Disaster?
Candace Woodrow thinks so. She has no business even looking at another man—no matter how sinfully sexy he is—much less waking up in Michael Vogler’s bed three weeks before she marries Mr. Right. She’s determined her wedding will go off without a hitch—as long as she can keep her meddling grandmother, her flighty mother, and her well-meaning friends from interfering with her plans— and pointing out her doubts every time she turns around.
Which won’t be easy, since Michael just became Candace’s biggest client, with an order for thousands of the Gift Baskets to Die For she creates with her friends. Worse, he wants to work closely with Candace…every step of the way. It’s enough to drive a girl to intravenous chocolate consumption, 24/7. And the way Candace’s heart flip-flops whenever Michael is around is an industrial-sized clue that keeping a tight rein on her future and her heart might not be such a good idea. But risking it all for a man she barely knows is even crazier, right?