Love…war…and one hell of a chocolate cake.
Remy Babineaux despises Pineapple Joe’s and everything the chain stands for.
He refuses to let his family’s heritage become some tacky corporate tourist trap, no matter how red their balance sheet looks these days.
Coconut bras and plastic beads in his restaurant? Yeah, right. Over his dead, rotting corpse.
The last thing Remy wants is a meeting with the restaurant chain’s representative, but his father agreed to at least listen to the proposal. There’s nothing Remy can do about it. He figures an anonymous hookup is exactly what he needs to decompress.
It’s hot. It’s sweaty. It’s sexy. It’s a big, big mistake.
He doesn’t realize just how big of a mistake it was until the next morning, when he’s going head to head with Joe, his one night stand, over the rights to his family’s legacy. Remy’s never hated anyone so much.
It’s war, and they’re both determined to win at any cost. Neither of them counted on falling in love.