“He’s a very nice man. A very hot man, who was making moves on me. Why’d you kick him out?” That sheen of charm Piper had used on Zane, the same one she used on all her winery customers, disappeared. She leaned against the door and crossed her arms over her chest. “Because we saw his moves. Heard his ultra-romantic offer. We also heard you try to turn him down.” Oh, yeah. Casey had almost forgotten her righteous reasons for not falling under Zane’s spell. She bit her lip. Hard. There she went, bending the truth to herself again. The reality? That ship had sailed last night. Zane was adorable and sizzling hot and she could not resist him. The only thing she could do was resist the idea of him, in principle. “I’m too busy to date. I had to cancel on Pierce last night.” Ella flopped into the folding metal guest chair. Her ponytail flew over her shoulder. Then she let her arms and legs droop to the sides and let her head fall back.
