Once Upon a Taco

She’s not obsessed with tacos. She’s committed. There’s paperwork.

Every Tuesday for six years, Dolly has marched into Twisty Tacos, saluted the menu board, and ordered a tray of twenty-five-cent tacos like the queen she absolutely is.

Then a smug, tattooed stranger steals one off her tray and eats it.

Right. In. Front. Of. Her. So she declares war.

Small problem: he just got hired. Bigger problem: every scheme to get him fired ends with him winning Employee of the Month.

Biggest problem: he doesn’t flinch at her. He grins.

An unhinged enemies-to-lovers rom-com featuring a taco pyramid, a felony against a woman’s lunch, one extremely reluctant cashier with a laminated warning chart, and the most romantic sentence ever spoken in a fast-food parking lot.

No tacos were harmed in the making of this book. Okay. One. He knows what he did.