Love at first bite

When Sue starts a job in her hometown bakery, she never expects her old flame to be there or to find a second chance at love

- Marcella Robinson

Sue loved retirement. She'd moved back to the small town where she'd grown up, taking in all her local favorites, including her evening stroll through the library. Yet months into her move, she felt that itch: She needed more, to fill her time and lonely days.

And that's why, one Monday morning, Sue stood beside the counter in Flowers Bakery, waiting for Bethany

Tyler, the owner. As a kid, Sue had come here every Sunday with her parents for her cinnamon rolls. Then as a teen, she got her first job working behind the counter. The inside had since seen improvements, but it still smelled like baked bread and cinnamon-the scent of home.

Movement down the hall caught Sue's attention and her breath.

"Here for the cookies?" called a gruff voice that instantly put her every nerve on edge. "I expected you at the back door," the man said, angling his head as he took her in.