Subtle.
“You’re quite dressed up this morning.”
“Still?” I glanced down at myself. “I thought this was more suitable for work.”
“The heels may be overkill.”
I knew that.
But I wasn’t about to say why I wore them…
“You never know who you might run into,” I replied instead. That pulled a small grin out of him.
The TaskRabbit guy cleared his throat. “You still need me to do this next side?”
I waved him off. “Yeah, yeah. Finish that wall.”
Wyatt stepped further inside. “Can I at least know what you plan on building? That way I can tell you if this structure is gonna be able to hold it?”
I tilted my head and played naive.
“I thought you grew special grapes,” I said. “What do you know about construction?”
“A little more than him.” He pointed toward the TaskRabbit guy, still fumbling with the tape.
iYiYi!
“To be fair, even I know more than him,” I sighed. “But fine. I’m trying to turn this into a wine tasting, cigar, and hookah lounge.”
“Oh?”
“With a view.”
“Interesting.”
“What?”
“Well,” he said, glancing around again, “it’s a bit of a walk out here. I don’t know if people would come all the way into themiddle of a vineyard for drinks and smokes. Plus, we don’t have transportation.”
“I thought of that,” I said quickly. “This would be the last stop on a vineyard and winery tour. As for transportation back, we partner with local businesses to push the experience. They can handle transport.”
I tapped my iPad, pulling up notes.
That part was Orim’s idea.
“I want to redo the three main buildings too. The entrance especially. That could be a seating area for meetings and conversations. I haven’t been in the third building yet, but I heard it’s empty. We could fix that up and rent it out.”
Wyatt looked at me for a second.
“…sounds like you’ve been busy since yesterday.”
“I haven’t slept.”
“I can tell.”
He walked over to one of the walls, pressing his hand against the wood. “This building’s gonna need work. A lot of it. The other ones can run off renovations and landscaping. But this one…”
“I know.”
