Chapter 12
Gio Morgan’s rough hands had a few nicks from stitching together a collar-point sample for Victoria in his at-home conference room, but now that he held Kiwi’s hand, life was calmer. As he stood and opened the window in his office, he took a deep breath of air and let the scent of his vineyards wash through him though today had an extra fragrance—Kiwi’s rose perfume made everything more special.
Kiwi closed the office door behind them. He turned when Kiwi tugged his arm and said, “Can we go up to the room for a minute?”
“Sure.” He walked beside her as they headed through the house and toward the stairs. “What’s going on?”
Her brow wrinkled. “I left the engagement ring on the nightstand.”
“Don’t worry about that.” The Morgan clan didn’t need to steal, and his staff had been
