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"You are staying the night Jenna, right?" I repeated the question. "There is no need for you to go back to your place tonight, and it will be simpler in the morning if we all head out from here." I had gathered four champagne flutes and a bottle of one of my favorite wines. The NV Cremant was made here in Nova Scotia at the Blomidon Winery. Jenna and I had done a wine tour a couple of years ago, and I fell in love with this wine. I often sent it as a gift to clients, eager to promote the winery to everyone I could. Bradley took the bottle from me and opened it and poured the wine with practiced ease. Victor picked up two glasses, passing one to Jenna while giving her a brief kiss on the lips. This man didn't waste any time. He was hell bent on romancing her, and claiming her for his o