23
PIPER
“You brought me to my own winery on our date?” I asked skeptically.
Hollin grinned. “Hey, it’s your favorite place.”
That was true. Sinclair Cellars was and always had been my favorite place on the entire planet. And maybe, finally, I could show Hollin what was so great about it.
“All right, it is.”
“I thought you could show me around. Tell me all the ways it’s better than Wright Vineyard.”
I snorted. “That’s not going to be hard.”
His smile was magnetic, and I wanted to lean into him. Nothing about this date was going as I’d expected. Though, technically, our first date had been with my entire family present and he’d passed that interaction with flying colors, I’d still been worried. I almost talked myself out of going a dozen times the last week. We talked on the phone,
