His Georgia Peach & Her Mr. Cream (Ice Cream Shop Book 25)

Have you ever smelled a fresh baked double fudge brownie straight from the oven, or maybe saw the icing melt over a perfectly crafted double layer cake, or my favorite, have you ever tasted a perfectly smooth, sweet and cold scoop of ice cream on a hot day? Heaven.

Whenever I think of ice cream, cookies, cakes and pies I think of home. I grew up in the small dessert bar that my Nana and Poppa owned. I studied there, cried there, had parties there, even learned how to master my craft there. My life was complete the day Nana told me that she was handing the reins over to me and I could do as I wish with the bar. With the time change I was sure that upgrading the dessert bar to a new and hip wine and dessert bar we would be getting more customers in no time and just like I had predicted, Peaches’ Wine and Dessert Bar was a hit!

Life was grand until I found the notice that said the bank was taking our bar and selling it to a Mr. Gregory Cream. Apparently Poppa was a gambler and took out a new mortgage against the old bar and now the bill has come due. This small bar has been my entire life and there was no way that I would let Mr. Cream take it from me. I would do anything to keep it in the family even if that means pretending to be his new Executive Assistant. I mean how hard could it be? Just because I have never held a secretarial position in my life or can barely turn on a computer without setting fire to the surrounding area doesn’t mean that I will be bad at it.

I am on a mission!