Honey Buns: an opposites attract small town romance

Never have a romantic dinner with a charming stranger. It won't work out well. Trust me. I know.
One dinner and now mister handsome hottie's two new Main Street enterprises are about to drive my bake shop out of business. Apparently, I was just a pawn in his little game of Mudville Monopoly. Fine. He'd better hold on to his hotels, because I'm about to show Mister Moneybags exactly what it means to mess with a girl who spent some time on the wrong side of the B.&O. Railroad tracks. That woul...