A/N Hey all, Due to loving Clipped Wings and a love for Crumbs cupcakes, I decided to write a new story involving cupcakes. Well here we are. I am putting Changing Flags and Winded Decision on a temporary break until the summer. Reason being is that I am honestly feeling a little uninspired at the moment to write about football. THANKS TO 1netka for being my amazing beta and helper

So here is my new baby, you know the drill, I don't own Bella, Edward or any of the Cullen's, I just make them love my cupcake ideas J

CHAPTER 1- the signature, the Sweet Leaf.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

God 5:30 already. It felt like I had just gone to sleep, most likely because I had, at 3:30. But this was my life, get up early, head to the bakery, mix batter and bake for 4 hours, then work on all the custom cakes and meet with clients. It was hard work.

Having one of the most successful bakeries in Boston was the most challenging thing in my life to date. Not just because of the workload, but the havoc it reeked on my personal life. It has been almost 3 years since my last relationship. And due to my lack of time for a personal life he left me and to be there for him, in that way. God was I lonely.

Now here I was entrenched in my boring routine. Wake up, shower then get dressed for work. Usually I just jumped in the shower and throw on my normal uniform --- comfortable jeans and a shirt to wear under my apron. But today was different. I had gotten word from my front of the front manager, Jessica, that 2 high end clients were coming from Manhattan to meet with me and talk about wedding cakes. What caught me off guard was why they came from Manhattan to my little bakery in Boston was the real question.

Yes, Sweet Leafs, my corner of heaven, wasn't so little. I had done a few Food Network competitions and was friendly with all the TV cake guys like Buddy and Duff, but still, why they were coming to Boston instead of looking in Manhattan? This made me feel a little special.

I hopped in the shower, washed my hair and fingered through some gel it to make my curls look nice and clean. I threw on my "nice" jeans and a little black v-neck to wear for under one of my appropriate-to-wear-for- clients-aprons that Jessica had gotten for me. I dabbed on a little bit of makeup and my dressy jellies. I jumped in my little white bug and headed from the 'burbs to the city. I blasted my iPod and got to the shop by 6:15, just as Seth, the delivery guy, arrived, bringing me all of the baking ingredients and fresh fruit I would need for the day. Seth was cute and sweet, and also very much in love with his fiancé Jacob. I was eagerly waiting for them to come in soon so we could discuss and design their wedding cake.

By 7:30 the batter for a red velvet anniversary cake was mixed, the vanilla cupcakes were in the oven and the dirty icing for the moxie flavored proposal cake was done. I had my rubber ducky ear buds in as I started on the decorative touches of the Symonds wedding cake when I thought I heard my name. I had my rubber ducky ear buds in while doing the decorative touches when I though I heard someone calling for me. I paused my iPod and looked up and Jessica was standing there with the client binder in hand.

"Jess, I thought I told you not to bug me when I had the duckies in."

She looked apologetic but still wouldn't go away.

"What's up Jess?"

"The clients from Manhattan are here."

I felt numb. I had so many emotions running through my head that with every step I took all I could do was feel numb. Here goes nothing. Taking a deep breath, I step out from the back of the bakery and walked towards the part of the shop where we held all of our consultations.

There in front of me stood this woman with pale skin, big doey eyes and bright smile. She was wearing a sleek little coral dress with at least 4-inch heels that I know I could never walk in. Beside her stood a man, that I immediately considered my own personal god.

He looked like someone who I would have seen in my trip to Italy. He had a strong jaw line, clean shave, messy auburn hair that had that bed head kind of look, strong hands and a somewhat build and tall frame. But what caught my immediate attention was his fuck me green eyes. They are what Samantha would call panty droppers.

I walked up to them and shook their hands. I could see Jessica's mouth moving, but couldn't hear what she was saying. Then I saw the sex god moving his hand towards the side of my face. He then pulled my ducky headphones out of my ears. I swear my face could have toasted marshmallows with the heat radiating from my cheeks. And the wetness from my panties could extinguish any fire. Maybe he could keep the fire going. He did have soft skin, and he smelt like fresh rain and a dash old spice. I wonder if he smelt like that everywhere. I wondered if he tasted as good. I needed to stop right now. Get a grip, Bella!

Here was this man standing with his fiancée, possible future clients and I was already imagining different scenarios of what we could possibly do in bed! What he would taste like and what he would do to me in bed!

The woman introduced herself as Alice Cullen. She turned to her companion and introduced him as Edward Cullen, her brother. I let out a quiet sigh of relief. When she introduced him as that. Cullen. Huh. I don't know why but their last name sounded familiar.

Alice then proceeded to tell me about the wedding theme, guest count and what her Fiancée likes flavor wise. While talking with Alice, I discovered that Alice and I had similar views on flavor combinations and design ideas. She had an energy about her that was warm inviting and somewhat mythical.

Her wedding was in 7 months. Edward explained that after seeing me on a Food Network challenge, Alice and her fiancé Jasper decided that they wanted me to design their cake.

The hour and a half appointment turned into 3 hours of talking, tasting, and laughing. I caught her fuckable brother catching a few glances at me with his side smirk, making me nervously play with my hair, curling a piece around my fingers. By then end of the appointment we had designed a simple yet elegant cake to feed all 250 wedding guests. It was going to be a 5 tier chocolate cake filled with and raspberry preserves and covered with white fondant and red rose sugar-spun accents. When they left to say goodbye Alice stood up and gave me a hug and told me to call her whenever I was in Manhattan so we could get coffee and talk about things not relating to the wedding extravaganza that was currently taking up the majority of her life.

As I walked them out, mister green eyes stopped dead in front of the cupcake display and started to smirk.

" Would you like one?"

He looked at me as if he was a 13 year-old boy who was just told he could go see a pg-13 film by himself. I walked behind the counter and pulled out my favorite, the sweet leaf cupcake. When I had hired Samantha, we decided to bring a little bit of Canada to this small Boston bakery and created the sweet leaf cupcakes – an orange cinnamon cupcake with maple butter cream frosting.

" Here. Try this. It's on the house."

I didn't care about making him pay, his sister was dropping a pretty penny on her wedding cake and hopefully she could tell her friends about the excellent job we would do on her cake.

" Thanks," he responded as he turned to leave. He took a bite and I heard a slight moan come from him, turning my insides turned to Jell-O.

"These are amazing. I'll have to come back and try the others."

He then smirked as Alice grabbed his arm giggling and dragging him outside of the store. If I was going to want to keep him coming back to the store, I would really have to create some new recipes. After seeing them out, I ran back to the back of the kitchen, donned my and threw back in my duck headphones and got to work on creating new flavors.

A/N OK so here it is. The chapters will be shorter, about 1000 words each, and this story may or may not be a super long one, but it will go where it goes, polyvores will be on my page.

Lots of Love- Nic