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What if he’d kissed her and Sabrina had seen them? The thought of it sent a shiver down her spine. Dating Pascal had complicated things for the distillery, though her parents hadn’t blamed her when it ended.
But if they found out about her and Michael, things in their family would explode.
Ugh. She needed to stop thinking about this. She pulled a file toward her and opened it, then swallowed hard because it contained all the details of the partnership they’d had with Pascal’s family’s vineyard. She was supposed to be making some new brochures to attract another partner.
Another thing that she’d messed up. She let out a long breath and opened up her laptop. She needed to stop brooding and work.
“Hey.”
She jumped at the sudden voice. Sabrina walked in, carrying a bouquet of pink and white flowers. Her eyes caught Grace’s, and she gave her a sheepish smile.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” Sabrina said. “I can leave if I am.”
Grace closed the file. “You’re not disturbing me at all.” She stood and smiled. Yes she was overworked, but she had time to talk to her cousin. “It’s good to see you upright.”
Sabrina shook her head. “I’m so sorry for the other night. I spent the weekend feeling terrible, but Michael told me to wait until I was feeling better to come see you. Flowers don’t really seem like enough to say thank you for all you did.”
She held the flowers out to Grace, who took them.
“I’m glad you came to me,” Grace told her. The flowers smelled sweet. “I’m always there for you if you’re in trouble, you know that.”
Michael had picked Sabrina up from Grace’s house on Saturday morning, but he hadn’t stopped to talk. Which was for the best. Every time their eyes made contact, her heart skipped.
He’d been right all along. They needed to keep a distance. It was the only way.
Sabrina had still looked pretty horrible when Michael took her home. Grace had messaged her to check in later that day and received an update.
But it was good to see her actually looking human now.
“I’m never drinking again,” Sabrina told her.
“That’s what they all say,” Grace said dryly. “But maybe just don’t drink so much.”
Sabrina met her eye, nodding seriously. “I won’t.”
“Want to come get a coffee from the break room?” Grace asked her. “I can put these flowers into some water at the same time.”
“Sure.” Sabrina followed her down the corridor and out of the executive offices, toward the small kitchen that the office staff shared. She sat on one chair as Grace filled a glass vase with water and put the flowers in it, then grabbed two mugs and poured them out some coffee.
“It’s funny to think that Mom used to work here,” Sabrina said when Grace slid the coffee in front of her.
“I still come across her work occasionally,” Grace said. Her job – head of sales and marketing – covered a lot of the same things that Mia did back when she was a G. Scott Carter employee.
After they had Mason and Sabrina, Mia had left her job at the distillery and her and Cam had started their own business together.
“How is she?” Grace asked.
“Still tired. That’s why I hate I did this. I could have made things so much worse.”
Grace’s heart clenched. She leaned on the counter, looking at her cousin over the rim of her coffee cup. “But you didn’t.”
“Thanks to you and Michael.”
Ignoring the way her heart jumped at his name, Grace took a sip of her coffee. “Michael’s the one who picked you up, carried you to the car, and brought you to mine.”
“He told me you were the one who cleaned me up and got me changed.” Sabrina grimaced. “Thank you for not putting him through that.”
“He was busy cleaning out his car.”
