A Taste of Sauvignon by Heather Heyford

Author:Heather Heyford [Heyford, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

“Listen to this,” said Savvy, reading off her phone. “You put the lavender into the boiler canister, and the steam comes out through a hose and is captured in this vertical tube called a condenser, which separates the liquid, called hydrosol, from the oil. And that’s it,” she said, leaning across the table in her enthusiasm. Even her thick lenses couldn’t hide the sparkle in her eyes. “That’s all there is to it! That’s the basic process of distillation.” She popped her forkful of calamari into her mouth.

Reluctantly, Esteban tore his eyes away from her plump lips and tried to keep his mind on why he’d brought her here, to Bodega, tonight.

Last time they were together at the lavender store, bad as he wanted to rip that dress right off of her and do her in the truck bed, he’d driven her straight home. After the coast, he needed her to realize what he wanted from her went beyond sex.

She’d sounded thrilled when he’d called a few days later to set up tonight’s date, squeezed in between all his preparations for opening day.

A twinge of guilt nagged him at his real intention. Yeah, he wanted to see her again. She was all he thought about from dawn to dusk, while he worked the farm. And after dusk? Not one night had gone by that he hadn’t lost sleep over the vision of her straddling him on the sand. Her furrowed brow, her parted lips as he drove into her again and again.

But their sex on the beach wasn’t all that haunted him. There was something else that kept him up, and not in a good way.

“There’s so much to learn!” said Savvy, swallowing a sip of wine, the burgundy liquid swirling perilously close to the rim of her glass when she set it back down.

“I know. I can’t believe the price that grower who supplies Smells Like Napa is getting for her Hidcote bundles at wholesale. That’s got to be over a five hundred percent profit margin.”

That wasn’t the only thing he had trouble believing. How was it that he, Esteban Morales, was with Sauvignon St. Pierre? The leaf green she was wearing tonight made her rosy cheeks look even pinker. She didn’t seem to notice the attention they were attracting in the restaurant. The heads turning, the whispering. Especially that güey with the man bag sitting over at the bar who wouldn’t stop glancing their way.

Maybe she was used to it, but he wasn’t. Were they talking about how beautiful she was? Her famous, yet notorious father? Or were they wondering why one of Napa Valley’s most eligible bachelorettes was hanging out with a truck farmer?

“Let’s go visit that ranch together.”

Esteban thought as he swigged his draft. “You can’t just show up at someone’s ranch and ask for a tour.”

“It’s all set up. Anne Rathmell’s expecting us.”

“What did you say to her?”

“That I overheard her conversation at Smells Like Napa, and I was interested in looking at her still and my farmer friend wanted to see which lavender varieties grow best on her land.

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