Chapter Twenty
Jesusmotherfuckingchrist. The stricken look on Millie’s face punched him in the gut. He’d taken a chance, entering them in a rosé competition in San Francisco, so close to home. But these kinds of small tastings were beneath his family. If they entered wine tasting competitions at all, they were the big ones.
The judges tasting this year were sommeliers, and Case Family Wineries were already well known to every som in the country, so there was no need to enter a competition like this. This one was meant for smaller, newer growers who wanted to attract the attention of influencers in the industry. Perfect for Moonbeam Acres.
“What in the hell are you doing here, Nico? I didn’t see your name on the list, or Austin’s or Dec’s.”
Nico flashed him an empty smile. “Oh, we’re al
