Joshua Hansen doesn’t believe in anything, except maybe the romance novels he reads about gorgeous men falling deeply in love. So when his small town’s interfaith council approaches him to ask if they can hold a weeks-long bake sale outside his convenience store for a fundraiser, Joshua isn’t sure what to say. Feeling his apprehension, the council offers him a bribe: they’ll bring him free baked goods, and pray in a wide variety of ways to get him a guy like the one on the covers of his books.
Although Joshua isn’t one to believe in miracles, and has no interest in carbs, he does want to help those in need in his town, so he accepts their offer. Still, he’s not holding his breath for them finding his Mr. Right in this small Virginia town. After all, he’s spent years looking for the right guy. What are the chances the council can find him a man in less than a month?
On a snowy Christmas Eve, when he has just about given up all hope, Joshua might need to eat his words, and some rather amazing pasta. When Giorgio Vincenni storms into the store, Joshua wonders if maybe the council’s prayers have been heard. Abrasive, well-dressed, and full of attitude, Giorgio looks just like one of those gorgeous mafia men on the cover of the books he loves. Joshua soon finds himself in a confrontation with Giorgio that holds so much s****l tension, they find it leads to something else. Now looking closely at Giorgio, Joshua must ask himself, is this really the type of guy he wants?
Chapter 1Joshua Hansen fought to look up from his novel when the door chime in the small convenience store that he owned dinged. “Hi. Are you the owner?” a woman in a long black gown asked. “I am,” Joshua said, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her and the crowd of people with whom she’d entered. “Wonderful,” a tall man in white robes said. “He looks so nice,” a woman in a nun’s habit said. “I know he’ll say yes.” At six-three, with dark blond hair, and a swimmer’s build, Joshua was used to people assuming he was nice. It’s what made it easy for him when he modeled, and it’s what made it easy for him as a convenience store owner. Still, he just wished people would get to know him first. After all, he could also be an asshole. “Of course he will,” a man that Joshua assumed was a Budd
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