He’s my biggest competition…and also my biggest turn-on.
I’m determined as hell to win this Halloween Bake-Off. The prize money—$10,000—would help me pay off my mom’s medical bills and do some other nice stuff for her, too. Not to mention that it would be mind-blowing to be this year’s bake-off champion.
I’m up against some stiff competition, though. Most intimidating? An executive pastry chef named Jackson. And it’s not just his credentials that make me feel shaken up…it’s also his mouth-watering good looks.
I absolutely can’t let myself get distracted by him, though. There’s too much at stake.
But it’s getting harder…and harder…to…concentrate…