Hold on for Beer Life by Ellie Alexander

Author:Ellie Alexander [Alexander, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781737391548
Publisher: Sweet Lemon Press LLC

Chapter

Seven

A handful of tipsy dinner guests stumbled into the barn in search of late-night refreshers as Chase vanished out the back.

“What do you think, Sloan? Are you ready to call it a night?”

“Is it that obvious?” I rubbed my eye. Garrett and I tended to have opposite brewing hours. I was an early riser. I loved to tinker in the brewery and Nitro’s commercial kitchen with a coffee and hot apple strudel in the mornings. Garrett, on the other hand, was a master of midnight brew sessions. Since he’d gotten his start homebrewing while working for a tech company in Seattle, he had trained himself to stay up after hours and brew through the night. It worked well at Nitro. I opened the pub, cooked breakfast for our B & B guests, and departed in time to have dinner with Alex, while Garrett kept the beer flowing until the last call.

“You’ve been fighting to keep your eyes open for a while.” He patted my shoulder. “You’re a trooper, but why don’t you head to bed? I’ll hang around for another half hour or so and see if I can learn anything more.”

I felt bad leaving him, but I knew I wouldn't be functional tomorrow if I didn’t get some sleep. “As long as you’re sure,” I hesitated, not able to hold in a yawn.

“Absolutely.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek. His lips were warm on my skin. “Thanks for a great night, Sloan.”

A jolt of electricity pulsed through my body. “Thank you,” I replied, hearing the throaty quality of my voice and not wanting the moment to end. “I’ll see you at breakfast.” I sucked in a breath and headed for my room before I changed my mind about taking things slow.

Guest accommodations were located in the original farmhouse on the property, just a short walk from the barn. Like what we’d done at Nitro, Ben and Chase, or whoever was actually running the show, had renovated the house built in the early 1900s, dividing the space into separate guest rooms, some with private baths and some with shared bathrooms. Additionally, the kitchen, dining room, and living rooms were all communal spaces. It was a very similar setup and on trend with brewery tourism.

I was eager to see what sort of fare would be served at breakfast and whether Confluence used our model of infusing our food with touches of our beer.

I thought I might have trouble falling asleep, but I was out after I shot off a goodnight text to Alex and placed my head on the pillow.

I woke to the sound of birds chattering in the orchard the next morning.

Not surprisingly, it was early, before seven, which meant that I was probably one of the first, if not the first, people up. Given how much some of our dinner companions had had to drink last night, I had a feeling it might be a slow start.

I took a long hot shower and pulled on a pair of capris, a T-shirt, a sweatshirt, and a pair of lightweight tennis shoes.

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