So Good: A Ribbon Ridge Novel (Love on the Vine Book 1) Read Free Page A

Following her divorce, she’d needed a fresh start—new surroundings, new job, new outlook on life. She was still waiting for the new outlook. Yeah, maybe she did just need to get laid.
    Jana tipped her head to the side and looked at Brooke as if she were bonkers. “Spending an evening with a super cute guy, having a great time… How is that going to mess up your job exactly?”
    “Westcott has a reputation that I don’t want to be associated with. The wine industry isn’t that big.”
    “Okay, I guess.” Jana didn’t sound convinced. “Since you’re both in sales, you probably want to keep your distance.”
    Brooke poked at the roasted potatoes on her plate. “Actually, he’s not in sales anymore. He and his brothers started up a winery.” Ugh, why had she mentioned that? Now they’d continue to harass her about him. But maybe she could divert their attention. “That had to be one of his brothers with him.”
    Naomi’s head came up, her eyes widening slightly. “Brothers? How many?”
    “There are three of them, I believe,” Brooke said, relieved they were taking her bait and abandoning their objective to hook her up with Cameron Westcott.
    “Excellent, one for each of us,” Naomi said, lifting her glass.
    Jana grabbed her wine to toast Naomi. Their glasses met over Brooke’s plate, and they laughed. Then they turned to look at Brooke, their gazes demanding she join in their toast.  
    Brooke just chuckled and shook her head. “I’m out, but you two have fun.”  
    It wasn’t that she didn’t want to date anyone. Okay, yes, it was that she didn’t want to date anyone.  
    The pain of her failed marriage had started to dull, however. The harder she worked, the more she was able to block out her sadness and even look toward the future. Maybe it was time she got back in the game. At least for a short stint.
    But not with Cameron Westcott. He was hot. Too hot. And confident. And charming.  
    She had been flirting with him, and without even realizing it. He’d sparked something within her, something that had lain dormant for the past few years. Something she’d missed, if she were honest with herself. And when did she bother to do that? Burying her feelings had become her favorite pastime. One she’d gotten really good at.
    Jana sat back in her chair and sipped her wine. “If Naomi’s got her eye on the tall drink of water and Brooke is going to pretend she doesn’t want to get to know Cameron Westcott, I clearly need a target of my own.” She turned her head to Brooke. “Did you say Westcott had brothers, plural?”
    “Yes, although I’m not exactly sure how many.” She tried to think of what she knew of their winery. “Actually, I just remembered that Hayden Archer is the winemaker. You know the Archers, right?” She looked at Naomi.
    Naomi rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Yeah, duh. Now I feel stupid. I see Tori at races sometimes. I forgot her brother’s a winemaker. With that hottie, huh?”
    “And his brothers,” Jana said. “If there are more Westcott brothers running around tonight, I call dibs.”
    Brooke waved her fork at them. “You can have all the Westcott brothers.”
    Naomi looked at her intently, all humor gone from her expression. “Brooke, you have to get back out there. This isolation isn’t healthy.”
    Brooke couldn’t help but feel defensive, especially since Naomi wasn’t wrong. “I’m not isolated. I’m out here with you guys, aren’t I?”
    Jana exhaled. “Okay. We’ll stop bothering you—for now.” She leaned close and lowered her voice to ensure the last bit was just between the three of them. “But I still say Cameron’s fuckability factor is off the charts. You’re crazy not to want a piece of that.”
    “Agreed,” Naomi said. “In fact, I think it’s past time I went in search of hottie number two. She picked up her nearly empty wineglass and downed the contents before standing up.
    Jana jumped to her feet. “I’m going with