They’re best friends until a wine and food pairing competition throws them together in an intimate, tension-filled setting.
Sauvignon Blanc to Sigh For
Love in Wine Country #4
Pamela Gibson
Releasing Feb 13th, 2017
Aspiring winemaker Sam Reynoso has taken care of Sarah since the sixth grade. She’s smart, comfortable, and indulgent. They’re best friends until a wine and food pairing competition throws them together in an intimate, tension-filled setting.
As feelings neither of them expected start to emerge, each will have to decide if their relationship will evolve, or if their newfound love will be nipped in the bud by a crushing secret.
Sarah
moved around behind him. Her subtle perfume blended with the smells in the
kitchen. “Do you think my label is okay?”
“They’re
not judging your label. They’re judging how well the food and wines complement
each other.”
“You’re
right.” He set the bottle down and turned to greet his friend, but she wasn’t
there. In her place stood a siren—that’s the first word that came to mind—in
tight leggings that hugged her hips and bared her midriff, and a fitted shirt
that tied under plump breasts, showing a hint of cleavage.
What the hell?
But
it was the hair that got his attention.
“What
have you done to your hair?”
She
twirled in front of him, letting her hair swing from side to side
provocatively. It looked lighter, and it looked like she had way more
hair. “Where are your glasses?”
“I’m
wearing contacts. Do you like this look?” She batted her eyelashes at him and
moved closer.
He
stepped back, aware of an unaccustomed heat he’d never felt in Sarah’s house
before. She was his friend. She shouldn’t look like this.
She
seemed to be waiting for his answer, but he didn’t know what to say.
“It’s…different.”
She
laughed and put her hand on his chest. It left a warm spot there. He couldn’t
back up any more, because the edge of the counter was biting into his backside.
“Do
you think people will believe we’re a couple now, Mr. Hot Guy?” Her voice was
low and sexy, her soft mouth curved into a secret smile.
“Geez,
Sarah. You didn’t have to change your appearance.”
“Sure
I did. We’re supposed to be a couple in a committed relationship. I have to look
like the girls you date. I have to be warm and affectionate, and look at you
like you’re my dessert course.” She paused and ran her tongue over her bottom
lip. “Let’s see. What would you be? A chocolate soufflé, puffed and pretty on
the outside and dark and intense on the inside, with flavors that slide over
the tongue and linger there to be savored later, making you crave more.”
The
room was suddenly hot. How would he concentrate on wines when she looked—and
talked—like that? And how would he keep guys at the resort away from her?
His
eyes fixed on her cleavage. “Could you go put on a sweatshirt or something? We
need to get down to business.”
Sarah
laughed, showing dimples in her cheeks. She had dimples? Why hadn’t he noticed
before?
“I’m
sorry Sam. The deer-in-the-headlights look on your face is priceless. But
you’re going to have to get used to the new Sarah…at least for a week. We need
to be convincing. Isn’t that what you said last time you were here?
He
shoved his fingers through his hair. “Did I?”
“No
more playacting right now. Pour the wines, and let’s start tasting with food.”
Pamela
Gibson grew
up loving books, history, and small towns. Her first career was a newspaper
reporter, but when she returned to college to get a master’s degree, it was in
public administration which eventually led to jobs running cities…not as an
elected official, but as a city manager, the chief appointed one.
Writing
was still her passion and in her spare time—between meetings and raising two
active kids—she was contracted to write several books on local history. Taking
an early retirement at the urging of her very supportive husband, she turned to
fiction and began writing the happy ending novels she loves to read.
She now
spends half her time on land and the other half cruising coastal or inland
waters in her 32-foot boat. She speed-eats chocolates when she’s nervous,
squeals when she sees a spider, and loves to relax with a good read with a
mellow glass of wine.
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