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“Shit,” she mutters. “Think we can save them?”
“How long they been in there?”
Her eyes flick to the ceiling as though she’s mentally tallying the days. “About a week?” she says, like she’s asking me.
I let out a long breath. “Yeah, no, we can’t save them,” I tell her. “Maybe the untouched bunches at the top, but the rest, are toast.”
“Shit,” she says again.
“Kinda stupid putting fruit in a crusher that was playing up, wasn’t it?” I say, taking a step toward her.
Lulu puts her hands on the desk and leans forward. “Oh, you think that’s what happened, do you?” she asks, annoyed.
I smirk at her before I’m distracted by the clear line of sight I now have down her top. I can’t resist looking and clearly I’m obvious about it because she immediately stands and takes away my view.
“Whatever,” I add, waving my hand as though to say it doesn’t matter. “But I will need some help getting those grapes out.”
She shakes her head, hands on her hips. “The guys will be in tomorrow morning,” she says. “I’ll get them to help you.”
I nod, even though a part of me wishes it were her that was going to be the one helping me. The idea of Lulu, half buried in crushed grapes, her arse sticking out of the crusher, her skin and clothes stained with purple juice, it’s almost too much to bear.
Before I have a chance to ask her though, the door opens and a girl, maybe in her early twenties walks in and hands some paperwork to Lulu before turning to look at me.
Lulu nods in thanks and then looks up, sees this new girl and me eyeing each other. “Penny, this is Jack, he’s here to fix our crusher and be a monumental pain in my ass. Jack this is Penny, she runs the tasting room,” she says, clearly annoyed at what she assumes is us checking each other out.
“Hi,” Penny says, grinning at me.
“Hey, how’s it going?”
Penny stares at me before glancing at Lulu, then turning back to me again, a confused look on her face now.
Lulu sighs. “He’s asking ‘how are you?’” she says. “He’s an Aussie, they don’t speak properly down there.”
“Aussie,” I say, turning to Lulu.
“Yeah, that’s what I said,” she replies.
“No, you said, Aussie. But it’s pronounced Aussie.”
“What?”
“Aussie, like oh-zed-zed-why, Ozzy.”
Lulu rolls her eyes at me. “You mean oh-zee-zee-why?”
I grin, crossing my arms over my chest. “Pretty sure it’s zed actually.”
Lulu mirrors my pose. “Pretty sure it’s not.”
We’re standing staring at each other, Penny looking from me to Lulu to me again. “Did you guys used to like date or something?” she asks.
“NO!” Lulu immediately shouts as I burst out laughing.
“She wishes,” I add.
“I do not!”
“Ohhh, come on Lulu, just admit you fancy me,” I say, chuckling at how pissed off she looks. “Even just a little?” I add holding up my hand, fingers pinched almost together as if to indicate just how much I mean.
