I've loved Amber since I wore Batman Underoos, but she doesn't know I exist. Not until she knocks me unconscious with a dead turkey.
Now I can't stay away, and it's only a matter of time 'til she learns my big secret. Not my recipe for beef bourguignon, but the secret one no one knows. Not even my siblings who've spent endless hours with me dreaming up our new luxury resort and oh yeah, getting to know each other since we grew up with different moms.
But the more I'm with Amber, the surer I am she's my dream girl. Brains, beauty, and the business smarts to turn a reindeer ranch into a quirky wedding venue. Did I mention she's perfect?
Then my mom shows up stewing like a pot set to boil over, and suddenly I'm not sure I can keep a lid on things. Can the guy in the white chef's hat be the hero who gets the girl and saves the day, or will it all fall flatter than a burnt soufflé?