Page 29 of A Taste of Chardonnay

“Thank you.”

I opened to a clean page and made bullet points before filling in the items we needed.

Flashlight

Water

Food

Blankets

First Aid Kit

I pointed toward the left. “Flashlights are in the maintenance closet. There should be at least three. I have a case of water in my office, but there is also water in the fridge in the shop area. The kitchen is stocked if we want to cook. There’s also cheese in the fridge and crackers in the shop. There’s also jam, fruit and nuts.”

“I have a blanket in my truck.”

“Not necessary. I have blankets in my office.”

“You do?” His eyebrow arched like he was insinuating something.

“I get cold in the summer. Laurent runs hot and always has the damn air conditioner blasting. Then in the winter, God forbid someone put the thermostat above sixty-four.” After years of battling, I finally gave up. Truth was, Laurent was easier to deal with when he wasn’t overheating. I tapped the notebook, trying to think of what I was missing. “We have a back-up generator for the refrigerators, so we don’t have to worry about that.”

“Laurent has a six-pack in the fridge in his office. And a bottle of my whiskey on his desk.”

“Laurent has a fridge in his office? Since when?”

“Oh no, did Laurent do something without your permission?”

“He doesn’t need my permission. I just didn’t know.” I knew everything that happened in all aspects of this business, from the warehouse to the vineyard to the offices. When the hell did he get a fridge?

I glanced at my checklist. “First aid kit is under the bar.”

His lip quirked. “What do we need a first aid kit for?”

“In case I decide to hurt you.”

“Baby, I’d like to see you try.”

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