The Sweet Spot

The Sweet Spot

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" What's it called?" "What's what called?" "The bakery Samuel." Nadia rose out of her seat "Ah!' He laughed "The sweet spot," Her eyes widened, choking on her hot chocolate, she coughed and looked at him. "I'm sorry, you said what?" __ Nadia Atwood. A rising business woman with a horrible habit of forgetting to do things. She forgets a caterer for a charity ball that she's been planning. Frustrated, she relies on her employees to find a bakery and a restaurant that can quickly do this ball. She didn't know that the bakery and restaurant was owned by the same person. She didn't know she would fall in love with that person.
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