In the kitchen, I'm a master. Flour, sugar, butter-these are the tools of my trade, my escape. But when my heart got scorched, I retreated to my cozy little bakery in Cedar Creek, content to hide behind sweet pastries and heart-shaped cakes. Now, the town's annual food festival looms, and it's my moment to step back into the spotlight, to prove I've found my footing again. Or at least that's what I thought until Ethan Callahan-the one who got away-returns. Our connection is undeniable, the sparks from our shared past sizzling like the butter on my stove. As we flirt through layers of savory and sweet, I'm left wondering: can I whisk away the pain of yesterday and trust the recipe for something new? There's more at stake than a perfectly baked croissant-I'm risking my heart. Again.