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Nolan: It’s the truth.
Me (typed but deleted): But don’t you realize how much your family loves you?
Me (actual reply instead): I’ll do it. Just don’t get mad at me if this fails.
Nolan: I won’t, I promise. And here’s what we need to do…
Afew weeks later, on the day Nolan and I would meet for our first “practice session,” I tried my best to smile at the obviously drunk couples wolfing down the cheese at the end of the tour. After touring the dairy farm and the cheese making areas, I always took them to a room where they could try my brother’s world-famous cheeses, paired with Starry Wolfe wine. Most visitors were polite, asked relevant questions, and then either ordered something, took a flyer about our online shop, or simply thanked me and left. Sometimes I got a tip, sometimes I didn’t, and then I went on to the next group.
However, today had been pure hell. Even though this was the final tour of the day—the last one before we closed for the Thanksgiving holiday—the somewhat drunk couples had been loud, crass, and had nearly wandered off to “go at each other country-style” in a barn.
The last one I’d nearly let them do because rolling around the hay wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Hay poking your ass or lady bits was brutal.
And now? One of the women sat in a cushy chair and promptly passed out.
Oh, for fuck’s sake. I understood enjoying a vacation, but a person needed to know their limits.
I eyed the husband, but he was drinking more wine and ignoring his wife.
And then he turned toward me and smiled. “Maybe you can wake up my wife with a kiss?”
I pasted a smile on my face when I really wanted to knee him in the balls. “As tempting as that is, it’s against company policy.”
“Oh, come on now. I won’t tell. And it’ll make our tenth wedding anniversary that much more special. Especially since I’ve always had a thing for chubby girls in bed.” He gave me a once-over. “You’d be a firecracker, wouldn’t you?”
I clenched my fingers into a fist. My uncle, the sheriff, had warned me that I could only hit someone in self-defense and not for simply being a dick. I forced out, “We’re about to close, and I think it’s time I called you a cab.”
He stumbled toward me, and I took a step back. “Now, now, we have another ten minutes left to enjoy the wine and cheese. You don’t want me to leave a bad review, do you?”
I hated when people threatened one-star reviews to get their way. Fortunately, my brother’s fame in the cheese world protected us more than other small-time places, so I shrugged. “If you want to leave a bad review because I care about your safety, then I’ll chance it.”
He frowned. “I’ll do it. And I’ll tell our wine and cheese club about it too. No one will want to order from you any longer.”
I somehow kept a smile plastered on my face. “I hope it doesn’t come to that. Nevertheless, I need you to wait in the reception area until the car arrives.”
He stumbled toward me until he was about a foot away. Since my back was against a wall, I couldn’t put more distance between us.
Crap. Well, at least if he came close enough, I could punch him and claim self-defense.
The man sneered. “You’re being a bitch and ruining our vacation.”
Okay, that was enough. “This is the last time I ask you to head to the reception area. Otherwise, I’ll call the sheriff and you’ll be arrested.”
I wasn’t sure with what, but my uncle could probably think of something.
The stumbling man walked over to me and before I could act, he tossed his wine at my face.
I blinked, stunned, and wiped the worst off my eyelids and cheeks. What the hell? In all the years I’d been doing this, no one had ever thrown wine in my face.
It was on now.
I was about to take out my phone and call my uncle when a familiar, low voice came from the doorway. “You have ten seconds to get through the door and sit your ass down in the reception area or I’ll be forced to make you.”
Nolan Wolfe stood in the doorway, his eyes burning with anger and wearing the most menacing expression I’d ever seen. So much so I blinked again. But nope, it was him.
Then the unruly man flipped him off, and Nolan strode over, grabbed his shirt, and tugged him toward the doorway. “Come on, before I call the sheriff.”
The other couple had been watching it all with their mouths open, but the woman pointed a finger at Nolan. “You’re that movie star, aren’t you?”
