“You were so right. It’s beautiful out here. Very serene.” My sister’s eyes are wide as she takes it all in. We’ve lived in the city our entire lives and rarely visited anywhere that wasn’t the same.
“Let’s go inside and see if they are ready for us.” We’re fifteen minutes early. I was scared of getting lost because I didn’t drive or pay attention to where we were going. The drive wasn’t too bad, though.
She claps her hands together and rushes past me for the door. “This is so exciting.”
I swear she’s prepared for this moment her entire life. She used to watch a bunch of romcoms and talk about their wedding dresses. She’d go into detail about what she would change. I rarely enjoyed watching them but did it for her.
She opens the door and I follow her in. There are framed photos of older couples hung on the walls. I’m not sure if they are the owners or maybe family members. I didn’t get the history of this place when I was here last. I also didn’t read the about section on the website. Not that my sister would have given me a chance.
“Welcome to Starlit Fields Winery. You must be Daniela.” My feet stop at the sound of his voice. No way. He told me he was only working the event. There was zero mention of him actually working here…at the winery. “I’m Parker.”
“Yes, I’m Daniela. I’m excited to see the areas for a wedding.” She glances back to see where I am and waves for me to hurry and join her. “And this is my sister. She’s helping me plan the wedding.”
Parker’s eyes widen the second he notices me. I don’t know how to play this. There’s no way in hell Dani can find out this was my one-night stand. She’ll start to think its fate that I suggested this place.
He must be feeling the same way because he reaches out a hand. “I’m Parker, and you are?”
Thank God he took the lead on this. My poker face is horrible. “Jasmin. It’s, uh, nice to meet you.”
We cannot hold the wedding here. Not when Parker is the one we have to talk to. Not when we have history. This will ruin everything, and there’s no way I’m doing that to my little sister.
Three
Parker
Jasmin being a part of the appointment is a shock. I almost lost my cool. Hopefully, her sister didn’t see the surprise on my face before I masked it. This can’t go well at all.
“I’m happy you had an opening this week.” Daniela says, pulling my attention away from her sister. “I want to have the wedding in early summer so I need to get the location booked as soon as I can.”
She’s not shy about information. Jasmin wasn’t either. Though, she never mentioned having a sister. I don’t blame her. It’s not like I offered up much about my family outside of my sister.
“Have you looked at other places?” I don’t need to lose this booking, but I’m not sure how this is going to work if things will be awkward between me and Jasmin.
“Nope. This is our first location.” Daniela grins. “Before we get started on the tour, can I use your restroom?”
“Absolutely.” I point to the right. “It’s down that hallway, first door on the left.”
“Thank you.” Daniela makes her way toward the hallway, studying the photos we have hung up on the wall of my grandparents and great-grandparents.
“What the hell is going on?” Jasmin whispers, but it sounds more like a hiss. “You said you were working the event.”
“I was.” There’s no use hiding my position in the winery, especially if they decide to book us for the wedding. “This is my winery. Well, part of it is. Me and siblings have equal ownership.”
“And you didn’t think that was important enough to tell me when I went home with you?” Hurt flashes across her face. I didn’t technically lie to her about anything on Valentine’s Day. I just left some things out.
“I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.” I run a hand through my hair and sigh. “When people find out I own this place, they act weird. Not the people from around here because it’s been a family business for decades, but folks from out-of-town treat me differently. I didn’t want that to happen. I had a great time with you.”
“I did too. But that doesn’t negate you not telling me the full story.” She shoves her hands in the pockets of her jeans. “I even told you about losing my job. I was honest.”
She has a point there. I should have been honest, but I was scared and that’s on me.
“Look, if your sister possibly having the wedding here is going to be awkward for you, I’ll show her the worst parts of the property.”
“No,” she sighs. “Give her the actual tour. She deserves that much. If she chooses to have it here, I’ll find a way to deal with it.”
“Awesome. Y’all are talking. It’s important since Jasmin is my MOH.” Daniela claps her hands, and we take a step away from each other.
“MOH?” I’ve never heard that term.
