Can be listened to as a stand-alone

I've always been a routine kind of girl. Baking in the morning, going for a run in the evening, in bed by seven since I'm always up at the butt crack of dawn to - you guessed it - bake some more.

Just. Like. Clockwork.

Then my new neighbor ruins everything.

My sexy new neighbor.

My sexy new neighbor who happens to visit my bakery every morning with a cocky smirk and a suggestion that I butter his biscuits.

Yup.

He has completely thrown off my groove, and now I'm stuck watching the clock every single morning, waiting for him to come in for another cronut that he insists are the best thing he's ever tasted.

Oh, and did I mention the worst part?

He works with my boyfriend.