When serious, logical Owen Miller walks into my cafe after the worst break-up in the history of public, mortifying break-ups, I can only think of one thing to do... so I kiss him.Is it a mistake? Yes. Do I regret it? Not really. Sure, I know friends aren't supposed to kiss. And sourdough bakers with designs on a San Francisco bread empire aren't supposed to manhandle their customers.It's a rebound, pure and simple. We both know it. And who says we can't be the first pair of friends with benefits to make it work? Or maybe it will be the disaster I should have seen coming. Yes, definitely the latter. Except that after weekends in the wine country and a tour of my bread kitchen that's all about his hot loaf, I find that the funny, sensitive, smoking hot guy is everything I've ever wanted in a soulmate. What I'm falling in love with my rebound guy?