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“They came by the tasting room and stayed a long time. It was the day Dylan was helping me out.”
Tommy instantly rolls his eyes at the mention of Dylan’s name and I swat at him. He’s so fucking cute when he’s jealous even if he refuses to admit that’s what it is.
“Settle down. I won’t say Dylan’s name again. And besides, I’m certain he has no idea how to make me come with his mouth the way you do. No one does.” I wink and kiss the tip of his nose, seeing him relax a little, but also basking in the compliment about his bedroom skills.
“But so, the couple had a ton of questions about the wine...”
“Pen, you work in a tasting room. Everyone has questions about the wine. What the hell makes you think this couple was trying to woo you into their bed?” He shakes his head, chuckling a little at how ridiculous this sounds.
“Yes, I know, but this was different. Then they started asking me how long I’d worked at Somerville’s and where I was from and how old I was and if I had a boyfriend. It got a little more personal than, ‘hey, is this merlot from 1989?’ and they ended up spending like three hours with me.”
“I guess you are a pretty good catch, but maybe they were just really friendly.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
Chapter Thirty
Tommy
“Are you nervous?” I ask as I walk into the bedroom to find Penny standing in the middle of the room looking around as though she’s lost something.
She turns to me, half dressed in a pair of jeans and a bra. “No. Yes. Maybe…shit, I don’t know.”
I laugh as I walk over to her, slipping my arms around her waist. “Need me to take the edge off?” I tease, kissing the side of her neck.
Penny presses against me, a low groan falling from her mouth as she puts her hands on my chest. “Yes. No. I don’t know.”
Smiling, I gently bite and suck on her skin as her fingers grip my shirt now. “Which one is it, Pen?” I murmur. “Yes?” I slip a hand up her back, my fingers playing with her bra strap. “No?” My other hand grips her hip, gently pushing her back a little. “Or—”
“Fuck, Tommy,” she groans, her mouth finding mine in a hard kiss as her hands slide into my hair, gripping hard.
“Yes then,” I say, smiling as I back her up to the bed.
Penny moans, her warm body pressing against mine. “You are a bad, bad influence, Tommy Andrews,” she murmurs against my mouth.
“Are you complaining?” I ask, unsnapping her bra now, as my hand slides round to cup her breast.
It’s been a week since she gave up her apartment and moved in with me and honestly, it’s been even better than I expected. I fucking love sharing my home with her and her grumpy cat. I love that we go to work together every day and come home together every night. I love that I get to fall asleep beside her every night too and then wake up next to her every morning.
And fuck me, we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other, much like right now.
“Pen?” I prompt as I ease her back onto the bed.
“No,” she breathes out. “I am definitely not complaining.”
I chuckle, kissing my way down her neck to her breast. “Good,” I say before sucking her nipple into my mouth.
Thirty minutes later and we are both re-dressed and walking out to my truck. Although I did my best to get Pen nice and relaxed, I can tell she’s still a little distracted and nervous.
“It’s going to be fine, babe,” I say as I start the engine. “It’s just dinner.”
Pen slams her door shut before yanking on her seatbelt. “Yeah, just dinner with our bosses,” she says, shooting me a sideways glance.
“No,” I say, smiling as we make our way into Napa. “Dinner with our friends.”
“Who bet on us getting together,” she adds, her brows narrowed. “And who can’t seem to stop giving us shit about it either.”
I chuckle, knowing she’s right. Especially when it comes to Jack who seems to think it’s his single greatest achievement since moving to Somerville’s. “I know, they can be real assholes, but you know they come from a place of kindness, right?”
