Spencer's POV"Dude, where did you get this wine?" Ricky asked, lounging on my couch with the bottle in hand. "It's insane. A&G's new project?"He didn't wait for an answer before pouring himself another glass, sniffing it before taking a sip. "Is it on sale? I might grab a few when I leave."I shot him a look from behind my desk. "Does it taste like water to you?"He blinked, confused, glancing from me to the glass in his hand with a furrowed brow. "No. It's fruity, crisp—really good. Why?""Because you're drinking it like you just crossed a desert," I said flatly, my finger tapping the desk. "Can you blame me? This stuff is addictive." Ricky chuckled, swirling the wine.I shook my head, fighting a smirk as I returned to reading the document in front of me. "That's Winter. Limited edition. Don't finish the bottle." The words on the page blurred as my mind drifted to a certain auburn haired lady. I could picture her bright smile, the way her eyes would light up when she talked abou
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