Page 84 of Not Safe For Work

“What did I just agree to?” Gavin asks as we cross the street.

“Passover. It’s the only Jewish holiday my parents really celebrate. They’ve sort of turned it into an exclusive wine tasting slash dinner party for their closest friends and family.”

“I’ve never celebrated Passover before.”

“It’s okay. I’ll get you out of it. I can always say you’re sick or something.”

“So you’re uninviting me?” he asks.

“No? Do you really want to spend next weekend at my family’s vineyard? They are loud, and invasive and have absolutely no filter. They think my job is a joke. And yeah, they will definitely quiz you about the wine.”

“I guess that gives you a week to teach me.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

OLIVIA

We don’t havea week together to practice wine-tasting.

We don’t even have a day.

I leave for Carmel after work, a girls’ weekend to celebrate Andie’s birthday. And before I get back on Sunday, Gavin will be catching a flight to New York, where he’s meeting with clients until he returns Thursday night.

If it was anyone other than Andie I might cancel, but we’ve been talking about going to the Monterey Bay Aquarium and playing Spanish Bay for months. Andie and I golf together in Half Moon Bay all the time, but we never plan ahead enough to get tee times in Carmel. It’s finally happening.

Maybe it’s too early to be disappointed about being apart for one week, but this thing with Gavin is feeling more real by the minute.

SATURDAY

Gavin Scott:

Hey

I miss you

Is it weird to say that?

Me:

I miss you too

Sharing a bed with Andie just isn’t the same

Gavin Scott:

It better not be

Sure you can’t get home a little earlier tomorrow? I don’t have to be at the airport until seven

Me:

Doubt it. Our tee time’s not until one. We couldn’t get anything earlier

Gavin Scott:

You play golf? How the hell didn’t I know this?

Me:

---