“Well,” I cleared my throat. “All this about Marlon and me stays with us. Y’all are like the only people my age around here and I consider us friends, so like… chill.”
Hartland leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms behind his head. “Long as I get paid, I don’t care.”
“Exactly,” I said, pointing at him. “See? That’s why you my favorite.”
“And I would never do anything to get Mr. Marlon in trouble so… your secrets are safe,” Lavender explained.
I held my hands up, “Loyalty to Marlon is still loyalty so I’ll take it.”
I walked over to the desk, flipping open my bag and pulled out my iPad.
“So…” Hartland dragged out, turning in his chair to face me fully. “How was it?”
I didn’t look up. “How was what?”
“You know what,” he said.
I rolled my eyes, tapping at my screen. “It was good.”
“That’s it?”
“You sure you wanna know?” I finally glancing at him.
“On this dusty-ass country vineyard, this is my only source of entertainment,” he replied.
“Nah,” I went back to typing. “How ‘bout you find out why we losing more money than we earning like I asked? How’s looking through them records going?Hm? Why don’t you entertain that?”
He rolled his eyes. “I already told you why cost is so high.”
“We ain’t touching employee wages. Marlon’s not gonna go for it. Besides, we just launched a new wine and it only barely got us out the hole. Something is wrong here and we gotta figure it out.”
“Well, the shed is launching soon,” Lav offered. “That should bring in more revenue.”
I nodded. “Yeah. That’s what I’m using to gauge everything. If we’re still not seeing any growth with that then… I’ll have to talk to Marlon and my dad.”
Hartland cocked his head in confusion. “Wait… Does your dad know about you and Sinclair?”
I squirmed, “No.”
“Shit.”
“Exactly. Which is why I need y’all to zip it.”
“Okay.” Hart raised his hands in defeat. “Got it.”
Lavender’s eyes flicked between us. “So, do you and Mr. Sinclair… do it a lot?”
I turned my head slowly. “Didn’t I say zip it about that?”
She shrugged. “So do you?”
I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t expect this line of questioning from Lav. She was so quiet most of the time, so that got me thinking.
“Why? You fucked him or something?”
She didn’t even hesitate. “What? No.”
I raised a brow. “You wanna fuck him?”
