Leo was dead on his feet, but still smiling. After Dillon made him look up no less than a hundred contacts in that massive book of his, he went over everything they kept in stock in all areas and how frequently they reordered each item. Just in case someone else forgot to do their job and ran out of something.
When he was done, Leo took over in the tasting room and schmoozed with customers for a few hours. Now, he was ready for a break, some food, and if he had it his way, a woman.
He’d have to settle for two out of three.
Leo put the rest of the bottles in the fridge behind the bar and started the dishwasher. He turned on the low lights that stayed on all night and flipped the switch to turn off the overhead lights in the tasting room. The gift shop was still open for another hour, but
