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being considerate. She must have fallen asleep shortly after they’d made love, because for the life of her, she couldn’t remember that they’d talked or cuddled. She wasn’t normally one to nod off that quickly, but then she’d never before felt so sated after being with a man. Her body had been so relaxed that it was probably normal that she’d fallen asleep so quickly.
    Without much ado, she finished her shower and dried off. Maybe next time when they had more time, she and Dio could shower together and then go back to bed. Ari shook her head and started blow drying her hair. She’d turned into such a dreamer again. After the debacle with Jeff, she’d stopped wishing for things she didn’t think she could have. She’d felt useless and unworthy of someone’s love. And why wouldn’t she? The humiliation she’d endured was a feeling she never wanted to reacquaint herself with. The only way to protect herself from it had been to close off her heart and keep others at a distance. But Dio had pierced her armor and broken down the walls she’d erected.
    For the first time in many months, Ari left her house feeling elated and carefree.
    The walk to her shop was short, and when she arrived, her assistant Lisa was waiting at the entrance. The summer dress Lisa wore made her appear even younger than her twenty-two years, or maybe it was simply the fact that she was extremely pretty and tanned. As a vintner’s daughter from California, she’d come for a one-month internship and had then asked if she could stay on for another year since she really liked Charleston and found the people charming.
    Knowing that she needed help with the shop if she didn’t want to work seven days a week, Ari had hired her immediately. The girl had a great way with customers and could charm just about anybody. And she knew her wines. Besides, being from California, she was able to negotiate larger discounts from some of the California wineries whose owners she knew personally and whose sons and daughters she’d grown up with.
    But aside from that, Ari loved Lisa’s bubbly personality.
    “Sorry, I forgot my key this morning,” Lisa greeted her. “It’s gonna be a busy day. I’m so glad you’re on time. We’ve got the Dry Creek shipment coming in today.”
    Ari pulled her key out of her handbag and unlocked. “Morning, Lisa. What happened? You’re normally not forgetful.”
    Lisa followed her into the shop, and Ari flipped the lights on.
    “I was out last night and had my keys in my other handbag.”
    Ari’s wine shop wasn’t big, but it stocked a nice selection of domestic and international wines, and she prided herself on good customer service. After purchasing the lease from the old couple who’d run the shop for over thirty years, she’d made a lot of changes to it.
    Besides the wooden racks along the walls, there was a small tasting corner with a wet bar. The dark granite counter top had been her idea, because she wanted to avoid wine stains from showing up. They were unavoidable, but on the dark stone they barely showed. She also used the corner for occasional wine appreciation classes, an idea she had to thank Lisa for. The free classes brought new customers into the store who were otherwise too intimidated to ask about wines. By offering to teach them about wine, she’d gained many new loyal customers.
    “Do we need bread and cheese?” Lisa asked.
    “I used up the last of the bread yesterday. But check in the storage room to see if there’s any cheese left.”
    While Lisa went in the back, where a room as large as the sales area was stocked full with cases of wine and other supplies, Ari booted up the computer and logged into the sales program: another upgrade she’d brought to the shop. The new computer program didn’t simply ring up purchases and process credit card receipts, it was also tied into her inventory system and kept track of what bottles she had left. It cut down tremendously on the time she had to