~Ren~ My grip on his immediately loosened as my cheek felt hot. ‘’Sorry’’ I said sheepishly, looking into his eyes. Devin chuckled while he poured red wine on two port glasses from his hand. Where did that come from? I didn’t even see him take those when we stepped in on the lift. We sat on one of the outdoor couches facing the beautiful view of the city. He handed me a glass, and I took a big sip, and I coughed as soon as the liquid hit my throat. ‘’Whew...’’ I shake my head ‘’that was... that is strong.’’ He chuckled again and simply took a sip of his drink after nosing it. “Sherry” he raised the bottle resting on the table. I knew he was a wine connoisseur, based on observation of course. Whenever I book his dates, he always asks for a very specific kind of wine f
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