Crafting cocktails is my thing.
Mixing it up with my maddeningly hot, mega-successful ex?
A recipe for the most epic hangover of my life.
I entered this cocktail contest for one reason: to win the prize money and finally open my dream speakeasy.
And everything's going smoothly-until I spot him.
Aiden Calihan. The man who wrecked me worse than a tequila hangover.
Now he's a brooding billionaire and the face of a luxury liquor empire.
I'd love nothing more than to splash a Dirty Shirley in his infuriatingly perfect face.
Except it gets worse.
He doesn't even recognize me.
OK-I'm wearing a costume and it's dark, but still!
He even has the audacity to expect me to promote his overpriced booze.
Oh, absolutely not.
I'd rather chug warm, bottom-shelf whiskey from a broken glass.
But then, Aiden throws a curveball: he offers me a once-in-a-lifetime gig-create the ultimate nonalcoholic drink for his brand.
The paycheck would fast-track my speakeasy dreams, but working with Mr. Grumpy McGorgeous? A hazard to my sanity.
I tell myself I can keep it professional.
But Aiden has a way of getting under my skin-and into my dreams.
The chemistry between us is impossible to ignore.
And if I'm not careful, this time he might just break me for good.