about the winery and each of the wines, but she didn’t have it in her. She said, “Take a look at our wines and let me know what you’d like to try.”
He didn’t even open the handsome leather folder with the Leonato coat of arms emblazoned in gold on the front of it. He gazed at her face. “What do you like?”
She felt hot and cold flashes dance over her skin. What did she like? Who knew better than he did? In one night he’d brought her more pleasure than she’d experienced with anyone before.
She felt like telling him in exact detail exactly what she liked in case he might have forgotten in the past seven days. She felt like begging him to take her somewhere and do every one of those things to her until she could get some relief from the wanting.
Instead, she pulled herself together and said, “My favorite wine is our cabernet sauvignon from 2011. It won some awards. Normally, we don’t sample that one, but we opened a bottle earlier, if you’d like to try it.”
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