I’m in a jam. Or should I say stuck in shortbread dough?
I inherited my beloved grandpa’s bakeshop and have his golden baking fingers, but now the shops finances are dwindling. Cue Jesseh and some business coach extraordinaire. He knows his stuff, but he’s so grumpy he makes Scrooge look like a Christmas angel.
My heart would break if I lost grandpas legacy by falling for my business coach. But how long can I stay away from Jesse and his surprisingly gooey center?