Merlot.
“Sure, but I might have to make a citizen’s arrest,” she teased, handing him the glass.
“Feel free, I could use a day off,” he retorted, taking a sip. “Mmm…good,” he said, swirling the wine for the aroma.
“Very drinkable…one of my favorites,” Marilyn agreed.
“I can see why,” he nodded. “Maybe we could enjoy a glass or two together sometime,” he offered, not looking at her as they walked.
“I’d like that,” she said, trying desperately to keep the tremors from her voice as her heart beat wildly in her chest.
“Well, this is me,” he stopped at the same place that he had last time.
“Yes, it is,” she nodded and smiled shyly.
“Enjoy the moon,” he said, looking to the sky.
“You too…” she watched him go.
If she were a betting gal, she’d put her last dollar on the bet that he’d be at Tiara’s yoga class in the morning, and she was going to get out of bed early enough to find out.
A letter from the Author
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Summer Prescott