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Chapter One

Ava Sinclaire stared into her shot glass Tequila wasn’t her drink of choice but tonight she was celebrating The divorce had finally co scu

“You okay there, sweetheart?” the bartender, Ryan, asked He’d told her his name the moment she sat at the bar

“I’m perfectly fine”

“I haven’t seen you around here before”

“I’m kind of new” She offered hi to Fort Clover, Ava had set up her bakery in town and was doing quite well Her first official day of opening turned a small crohich she loved Everyone in toas so nice to her They all wanted to know more about her, but thea divorce, everyone seemed to accept that

“You sticking around?”

“Yep Have you heard of the baker called Ava’s? It’s mine”

“No shit I had one of the nicest cream pies from there just last week You made them?”

“Yep, that was me”

“Wow, shit You do good I hear you only work three days a week, though, right?”

“Yes, right”

Soain

Yep, she had her bakery three days a week Her parents had left her a set fron, she’d been saved fro over half of her parents’ money