Who needs men when you have cupcakes?

Life was good. I didn't need anything. Especially not a sexy, funny, sweet stranger who wanted to go on a date.

My friends told me to give him a chance, but I knew he'd take one look at my curvy body and come up with a reason not to go out again. So, I gave him an out.

He didn't take it.

The man was relentless. He liked my curves, and he wanted more than just phone calls. He wanted me.

How could I say no to that?