From the back cover:
The temperature's on "sizzle" again in Beaumont, South Carolina, where peach trees are in season and ripe for the picking. So is its newest entrepeneur, Annie Fortenberry, who has inheirited her grandmother's B&B (and its eccentric handyman Erdle Thorney).
According to a local psychic she also inheirited a spirit from its glory days as a brothel - not the kind of publicity the Peach Tree Bed & Breakfast needs if its hosting millionaire Max Holt's upcoming wedding! If rumors of a naughty, prank-playing ghost aren't stressful enough, a mysterious man has arrived with an eye on Annie and her master suite. Wes Bridges is all leather and denim, sporting a two-day beard, straddling a Harley, and sending the B&B's testosterone level through the roof. Annie's cool demeanor may be dropping as fast as Wes's jeans, but leave it to her missing ex-husband to dampen the passion! Turns out someone has done him in, and all evidence points to Annie! Wrapped up in a murder plot, Annie must find the killer, save her own neck, and get back to where she was - wrapped up in Wes's strong loving arms . . .

I'm reserving this for my cousin Julie.