Jared smiled good-naturedly. “This place wouldn’t have what I want.”
Dog scowled. “What do you mean? This is the biggest restaurant in Avenport! They even have the rarest Sauvignon Blanc if you so desire! What is it that you want?”
“I’m not fond of white wine,” Jared said with a contemptuous glance at the wine list. “I only drink Romanée-Conti or nothing at all.”
Dog frowned. “What the hell is that?”
In spite of herself, Josephine laughed at Dog’s expression. Jared, on the other hand, remained silent with an enigmatic smile as he awaited Dog’s response.
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