Chef’s Kiss Cherry Cove Book

It’s bad enough writing to an agony aunt about my crush.Then my brother reads it aloud in a bar.Okay, so my brother didn’t set out to be cruel. He was goofing around with my phone, and he spotted the Dear Hattie column. Why waste a good dramatic reading?I’ll tell you why: because I’m the letter writer. And the gorgeous chef I wrote about, the one I’ve silently loved for years; the man I said, and I quote, that I’d like to smother in whipped cream and lick it off again? He’s right here.Listening. Scowling. Staring at me.Gripping the bar until his knuckles go white.I didn’t sign the letter. Maybe I can blag my way out of this.Because my crush would never want me back. Right?Chef’s Kiss is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a girl with a monster crush and her grumpy, delicious neighbor.