Moonlight and Roses. Jackie Braun

proportioned and gorgeous, its decor leaning toward modern with granite surfaces and professional-grade, stainless steel appliances. It was big enough, functional enough to accommodate a chef’s needs.

      “Much better,” he murmured.

      “Not a fan of antiques?”

      “They have their place, but not in a house like this. Anything Victorian clashes with its architectural style. But your stepmother acquired some pretty pricey pieces from what I could see. They should bring in a decent sum when you sell them.”

      She eyed him warily. “You know antiques?”

      “What can I say?” Zack shrugged. “My mother is a fan of late-eighteenth-century French furnishings. I started going to auctions with her when I was in grade school.”

      Jaye grunted out an oath. “No wonder Margaret picked you to buy Medallion.”

      He cleared his throat then, wanting also to clear the air. “About that, Jaye. She never told me that you wanted to buy the vineyard.”