Tipping the glass, I let the burgundy liquid hit my tongue, moaning out loud when it does. After swishing it over my tongue, I swallow and smack my lips. “Wow.”
Rhonan smiles proudly after he swallows his drink. “Right?”
I inspect the wine. “What is that?”
“It’s called our GSM—Grenache, Syrah, and Mourvèdre. It’s inspired by a French blend done in an Australian style.”
I take another sip. “So unique.”
“I know. The French Oak that it cures in gives it the spice, as well as notes of plum and dark cherry. But the berries and acid added at the end give it that earthiness, yet clean finish.”
“I’m impressed.”
“How so?”
“Your wine knowledge.”
He arches a brow at me. “Well, my family does own a winery.”
“Yeah, but I just got the impression that your dad runs the place.”
“He does, but Laney and I grew up there, so we learned about every facet of winemaking too.” He lets out a sigh, staring down at his glass. “I think I just realized that I—it’s been a long time since I’ve shared my knowledge of wine with someone.”
I reach over and squeeze his arm. “Thank you for sharing that with me then.”
Rhonan stares out at Ellis playing with Roscoe, directing him to crawl down the slide. “What’s your favorite color?”
His question surprises me. “Uh, yellow.”
“When’s your birthday?”
Confusion builds, but I humor him. “September sixth.”
“What’s your favorite food?”
“Lasagna.”
He nods. “Fuck, I love a good lasagna too. First pet?”
“Roscoe,” I reply, which makes him spin back to face me.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“You—you haven’t had a pet before him?”
“Nope.”
“Not even as a kid?”
I tilt my head at him. “What’s with all of the questions, Rhonan?”
He shakes his head and leans forward in his chair, resting his forearms on his knees while staring at me. “I feel like I need to get to know you better.”
“And you think those are vital things to know?”
He leans forward in his chair. “Honestly? I feel like I already know most of the important things about you. Those things are just the details. You once said that the little things and moments are what matter to you, so...”
