Liora’s POV
I had never taken wine seriously. I could drink it, I could enjoy it, but tasting it like an expert had never mattered to me,I had never needed to care. But sitting here now, glass in hand, with Ezra beside me explaining each bottle in his quiet way, I found myself completely drawn in.
Every word he said made me lean in a little closer, made me notice details I had never paid attention to before the shape of the glass, the way the light hit the liquid, the scent of the oak barrels that hung in the air. It felt exciting in a way that had nothing to do with alcohol.
“Lift it a little, let the light hit the side of the glass,” he said, his voice calm. “Now swirl it slowly, see how it moves. Smell it before you sip. Don’t rush it.”
I did exactly as he suggested, swirling the g
