Devon looked at Kristen and arched his brow in question. “Would you like a glass of wine or something else?”
“White wine, please—a Riesling, if they have it.”
He nodded, then turned back to the young man who stood waiting. “A Riesling for the lady, and I'll have tonic water with lime. Thank you.”
“You're not having any alcohol?” she asked after the waiter left to get their order.
“No, I don't drink.”
“Ever?” It sounded like it was the weirdest thing she ever heard, but she didn't know any men who didn't at least have the occasional beer or two.
“No.”
The way he said the one word made it clear to her that it would be best if she changed the subject. She opened her menu and began perusing the choices. Everything sounded so delicious.
“So, what's good on the menu since this is my firs
