The scent of cinnamon and baked goods fills the air as I sit down in a wooden teal chair in Anessa's bakery. I've lived in Pelican Bay my entire life, and I've seen this little corner building as many shops over the years, but her cute, pink bakery is, by far, my favorite. The adorable and tasteful Christmas decorations she's strewn about the place only help. There's garland over the fireplace, mistletoe in all the windows, a big wreath on the front door, and Christmas music piping from a speaker.
The one item completely out of place in the little, girly bakery is the group of large, imposing men taking up a considerable amount of space in front of the large window. Anessa's bakery has become the local hangout and meeting place for Ridge's security firm, even though he owns a state-of-the
