Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 158(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Alessandro Banger
I’m used to my dog causing trouble. It’s what he does.
But breaking into my sassy neighbor’s house might be a new low even for him.
Or else he’s a genius, because Jesus. I did not know we moved in next to an angel.
Heidi Marsh is stunning…especially when she’s telling me off.
Or climbing my body to kiss me stupid.
But my fiery little baker is terrified to give me her heart. I intend to find out why.
I just didn’t expect to learn that someone is threatening her and her bakery.
Hell no. Not today. Not any day.
I’m saving my sunshine, and then I’m making her mine.
Heidi Marsh
Of course my new neighbor is a stupid-hot firefighter.
And of course, he has a menace of a dog.
I am not mentally prepared to deal with either of these things.
I have a bakery to open.
But when Alessandro smirks at me, the only thing I can think about is kissing it off his gorgeous face.
Too bad love is the one thing that scares me the most.
Falling for him would be so freaking easy…
Especially when he finds out that someone is threatening me.
I didn’t know I needed a hero, but he’s determined to be mine anyway.
All I have to do is find the courage to let him…
Saving His Sunshine is a spicy small-town romance featuring a protective firefighter, a strong, curvy heroine, and an adorable menance of a dog. If you enjoy laugh-out-loud rom-coms, suspense, and sugary-sweet HEAs, you'll love Alessandro and Heidi.
About the Silver Spoon Heroes Series
In a small town where the residents have it all, you'd think the heroes on the frontlines would have it easy. But in Silver Spoon Falls, chaos is always one call away. Unfortunately, love is a little harder to come by for the boys in blue (and red) who protect this town. Until now. They never imagined finding love like this—but everything worth having in this town is worth fighting for. And they'll fight like hell for the women who set their souls on fire. But convincing their soulmates to give forever a chance? Well, they made handcuffs for a reason.
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Chapter One
Heidi
“If this recipe isn’t as magical as it smells, I quit,” I swear, my stomach rumbling as I roll another perfect sphere of dough between my palms before setting it aside on the parchment paper.
Fresh air wafts through the open back door, sending the savory aroma of seasoned meat and sweet dough wafting through the air. My stomach rumbles loudly, demanding that I eat.
I ignore it for a moment and reach for another chunk of the dough, refusing to rush.
“Don’t you even think about quitting, Heidi Marsh,” my sister, Adalynn, scolds me over the phone. “You’re way too talented to give up.”
I smile despite myself. My four sisters and our older brother are my biggest cheerleaders. I think they believe in me and my culinary skills more than anyone.
But this recipe has to be flawless for the grand opening of Sassy & Sweet in two weeks. This will be my first ever bakery. I’m not going to blow it because my kolaches are only so-so.
Are you kidding me?
My reputation as a baker in Silver Spoon Falls rests on getting them just right. That’s not an exaggeration. This is Texas. If the South knows anything, it’s food. It’s as ingrained in our DNA as going to church on Sunday morning and hunting season. And okay, maybe I don’t personally do either of those things, but I do know food.
I am not going to get blackballed from town potlucks and ruin my entire bakery by messing up the one thing on the menu that involves meat.
No way, no how.
Besides, someone already has it out for me. They keep leaving little love notes at the bakery, telling me that I’m going to fail. There’s no way I’m going to prove them right. There’s no way I’m telling my sisters and brother about the notes I’ve found over the last two weeks, either. I’ll never have another moment of peace if they ever find out.
“Fine, I probably won’t quit,” I promise Adalynn, trying hard not to think about the creepy notes. “But only because someone has to do something with all those recipes mom gave us, and you guys aren’t ever going to do it.”
I can’t wait to share them with this little corner of the world when the bakery opens. Our adopted mom is an amazing cook. She taught me everything she knew. She tried to teach my sisters and our brother, too, but our sisters never could master more than basic kitchen skills.
“No way,” Adalynn says with a laugh. “The less time I spend in the kitchen, the better. And Gemma and Charlie are lucky they married men who know how to cook. Otherwise, they’d survive on takeout.” She pauses. “Or burn down their kitchens.”
I laugh because she’s right. Our youngest sisters are terrible in the kitchen. They have enthusiasm…but Charlie marches to the beat of her own drum most of the time. I love her to death, but she’s a safety hazard. And Gemma is talented at pretty much everything except cooking.
Leia, our other sister, is better at it, but she doesn’t have the time to dedicate to the kitchen. She’s too busy chasing stories for the local paper and cheering on her hockey-playing husband.
“At least Garrett can cook,” I say, referencing our older brother. Like me, he picked up a lot of mom’s skills.
“Yeah, because there’s no way he’s letting Ciara do it,” Adalynn says with another laugh. “He loves spoiling her.”
“Um, hello? Aren’t you currently living it up in Houston child-free with your husband because he spoils you?” I cry, laughing. Razor, her husband, whisked her away to celebrate their anniversary…which I’m pretty sure is code for making another baby.
All of my siblings are madly in love...and I’ve always been too afraid to even go on a date with a man. I’m not jealous at all. Nope. Not at all.
If I tell myself that often enough, maybe one day I’ll actually believe it. Or grow a pair and actually put myself out there for once instead of hiding behind my dreams as if they can protect my heart.
I never imagined that I’d be the last of my siblings to get married. I want a family of my own so freaking bad, but the thought of giving my heart to someone scares the crap out of me. I blame our bio parents for that.
Frankly, they were a nightmare. They neglected us to the point that we were taken away multiple times. Eventually, they abandoned us entirely, leaving us alone in an apartment with very little food. When Adalynn finally went to the neighbor for help, their rights were terminated completely. We were separated in foster care for a year and a half before our adopted parents got us.
Life got a lot better after that. But I’m still slow to trust most people. I don’t mean to be, but it just kind of happened. The thought of falling in love—of being that vulnerable with someone else—is terrifying. I couldn’t even trust my own parents to protect me and my sisters when we needed them most. We were defenseless little girls, completely dependent on them. How do I trust a complete stranger to protect my heart now?