Life was great. I loved my bachelor life and working my dream job with the Colorado Springs SWAT team. That all changed the day I stepped into her bakery. Her smile swept me off my feet, and her panna cotta was heaven. Cue my very traditional Greek family. Then all hell broke loose. The woman I was falling in love with was Italian, and my mother was hell-bent on proving to the world she was the better cook. If my meddling family wasn’t bad enough, for the last six years Gabi had been on the run from a…
I read. And quilt. A lot.