Cheeky Trifle by Tracy Lorraine

I want whipped cream on more than just my trifle.

She was my high school sweetheart. The first and only person to have my heart.

But she left.

She took the easy way out, leaving me behind with nothing but memories.

Now, four years later, I’ve managed to fill my time with meaningless flings and a poor excuse for an engagement. Ready to drown my sorrows with a turkey dinner, the last thing I expect to find is her sitting at the table.

She’s just as beautiful as she always was and still has that cheeky smile that always melted me.

This is our second chance. By the time the turkey’s gone cold and the trifle’s been eaten, Poppy is going to be mine once again.