The Easter Bunny is shredded, adorably clueless… and bent on feeding me his honey. When I see the buff stranger in my garden, I think he’s just a figment of my imagination. I am a divorcee so starved for romance, it’s possible I am seeing stuff – especially if stuff is heavenly buff and equipped with rabbit ears and a fluffy ball of a tail. By the time I realize he’s real, it’s too late. Derek, who still believes in Santa and the Tooth Fairy, has seen him and is asking all kinds of questions about the Easter Bunny in our garden. Questions which the stranger is happy enough to answer while bribing us with chocolate eggs and gifts. And when I’m finally alone with him, it turns out his visit was not a coincidence. He has many more gifts for me, and his lack of experience won’t stop him from giving me everything I need. His masculine energy, insatiable curiosity, and intoxicating flavor soon have me hooked. But what will happen when Easter ends? A steamy novella with a himbo Easter Bunny, a special flavor, HEA, and lots of fluff.