“Mason wants to join the police force?” Hunter held up an information package that had arrived in the mail a few days earlier, Mason’s excitement had been palpable and from years of interacting with teenagers, Olivia knew genuine enthusiasm when she saw it although she had warned Mason the idea could be a hard sell to Hunter. From Hunter’s perspective, the desire to have a son or sons keeping the Lewis name at the Cactus Bay Winery remained important to him but Olivia had tactfully reminded Hunter of the numerous times he himself noted Mason lacked the passion for a life of growing grapes and producing wine.
“He talked to you about it?” she questioned.
“He did. I must admit I never saw that coming, what do you think?”
She moved toward him, looping her arms around his neck and up on tipt
