He lowers his head down to mine, and his lips brush my temple. “Whisper what it is you want.”
Getting fired from my pastry chef job isn’t exactly how I intended to start the day. Nor is spilling coffee all over the prince of the Australian pastry world. Or being accused of lying in front of him about my credentials.
Thanks universe. Way to kick a girl while she’s down.
But then I stumble upon a mysterious jar—or is it a lamp?—in a dingy alley and suddenly the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever seen in my entire life is standing in front of me telling me I’ve got three wishes.
A djinn called Kaami…who’s a fan of bending the rules…
