So Good: A Ribbon Ridge Novel (Love on the Vine Book 1) Read Online Free

player—she shouldn’t forget that.
    She took another sip of the wine, liking it even more on the second drink. “How many cases do you have from the last harvest?”
    “Don’t know yet. The pinot is all still in barrel. Hayden’s mulling what to bottle. We’ll do some single vineyard, but he’s planning an estate blend too.” His excitement was palpable. It had to be incredibly exhilarating to start your own winery.
    “Did you bring anything else tonight?”
    “A couple of whites—a pinot gris and a chardonnay. You want to taste them? They’re over at Hayden’s table.” He inclined his head to where a group of people stood milling about.  
    She hesitated but decided there was no harm in drinking wine with him. Plus, she wanted to meet the winemaker. “Sure. Looks like there’s a bit of a buzz going on over there.”
    He stood up, smiling. “Just what we want.” He held her chair, pulling it back as she stood.
    She slipped the strap of her small clutch over her wrist and picked up her glass. Her friends’ purses were still on the table, but they weren’t her responsibility since they’d ditched her.
    Brooke sipped her wine as they made their way to the other table. The man Cameron had been with earlier was there—evidently, Naomi hadn’t been able to track him down. Or, perhaps more accurately, she’d found someone else.
    Cameron stopped next to him. “Brooke, this is my brother Luke. He’s the vineyard manager.”
    Brooke shook his hand. “Hi, I’m Brooke Ellis. I work for Willamette Distributors.”
    Luke nodded. “Good company. Nice to meet you.”
    She saw the resemblance between them in the dark shade of their hair, their wide foreheads, and the supple curve of their lips. Luke’s eyes were a dark brown, while Cameron’s were green. And where Luke had a faint beard, which a lot of women found sexy, Cameron was clean-shaven, which Brooke found even sexier. Overall, Luke exuded a casual, outdoorsy vibe, while Cameron looked more formal, from his expensive sandals to the crisp, pressed lines of his button-down shirt grazing his lean hips. He also smelled amazing, like clove and pine. She’d tag him at least slightly metrosexual, but in an exceedingly masculine way. Cameron Westcott was, unfortunately, precisely the kind of guy who did it for her.
    Damn.
    Cameron tapped another guy on the shoulder. He turned, and Brooke knew immediately he was another Westcott. He and Cameron were exactly the same height, possessed indistinguishable noses, and the set of their eyes was identical, though this one’s were hazel.
    “Brooke, this is our youngest brother, Jamie.”
    Jamie smiled, and she realized that together, all three brothers could probably power every string of lights hanging from the trees with the wattage from their smiles. Wow, what a cheesy thought.
    “Pleased to make your acquaintance,” he said with a slight bow.
    Brooke smiled at him, her shoulders arching. “Very gallant.”
    Cameron rolled his eyes. “He lived in England for a couple of years and came back with these obnoxious manners.”
    Brooke gave him a prim stare. “I think they’re nice.”
    Jamie laughed. “Score one for the little brother.” He nodded toward the glass in her hand. “Did you try the pinot?”
    She nodded. “It’s excellent.” She finished what was left in her glass. “I was hoping to sample the pinot gris or the chardonnay.”
    “Get the pinot gris first. It’s running low.” Jamie turned and reached past a woman to tap a man’s arm. “Hayden, hand me the pinot gris.”
    The man, who Brooke surmised was Hayden Archer, gave Jamie the bottle. “Last one. Be judicious.”
    “Pouring for a wine distributor,” Luke said, gesturing toward Brooke.
    Hayden pivoted and stepped toward them with a smile. “Hi, I’m Hayden Archer.”
    Brooke took his hand. “Brooke Ellis, Willamette Distributors. Your pinot is amazing.”
    “Thanks. I’m glad you like it.” He took her glass and went to grab a