“Are you kidding? You’re insanely beautiful, obviously really smart, talented and driven, and successful. What’s not to be nervous about?”
“Ohmigod! Thank you. It seriously makes me want to hug you.”
“I don’t see anyone stoppin’ you.”
She leans over the fence to hug me, but at that point it’s easy for me to just pick her up at the waist and bring her over to my side.
So, I do.
The connection is nothing short of electric. Even though I’m so much taller than she is, all the important parts line up when I have her lifted to me.
I hang on for a bit too long than can be considered neighborly.
She slides back down my body as we end the hug, her t-shirt catching on my skin and rolling up. I close my eyes and suppress a groan at the prospect of skin on skin.
I look down as I feel her feet hit the ground and open my eyes to catch her looking back up at me, eyes wide, cheeks flushed.
“Thank you,” I say clearing my throat. “That was a really great hug.”
“It was,” she agrees, letting out a long breath. “We should totally do it again sometime. Err . . . I mean . . . well not . . . You know what? I gotta get back to the winery. I just came out to check on some vines.”
“Are they good? The vines?” I ask, feeling more self-assured by her reaction. And doubting she’s looked at them yet.
“Oh . . . uh, yeah . . . I mean no. I don’t know.” She slaps her palm against her forehead. “Silly me, I forgot to check them. I’m gonna go do that now.”
Before I can say anything more, she’s scurried back over the fence and feigns a look at a grape cluster. She turns back to me and gives me the thumbs up.
“Yep, all good. Okay, gotta go.” And with that, she climbs back on the ATV and is roaring away.
I laugh to myself, pleased with how that went.
The good thing is she’s obviously just as affected by me as I am her.
Score one for Cole.