Camden Hunter doesn't belong here.

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I've spent my entire life in the small town of Sutten Mountain where everyone knows everyone and you can spot trouble from a mile away.

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Camden is trouble.

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He’s an arrogant, self-absorbed billionaire from the city with too much money and not enough manners.

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And he just opened a fancy art gallery next door to my bakery.

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So when he comes to me desperately needing a favor, I can't help but to propose a deal: I’ll cater his grand opening and in return he has to spend a day with me as a local–to experience the beauty and talent this town has to offer.

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I expected him to see a different side of Sutten. What I didn’t expect was to see a different side of him.

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Now instead of wanting him to leave, I find myself hoping he’ll stay. The more I see him fall for the town, the more I start to wonder if he could ever fall for me.

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There’s just one problem. Camden Hunter doesn’t belong in my world, and I don’t belong in his.

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He’s a flame and I’m gasoline, and the more we play with fire, the more I find myself questioning how long we can continue to tempt our fate.