Falling For The Wrong Brother. Michelle Major

on breathing, feeling like a thousand-pound weight sat on her chest. “How long is a while?”

      Another shrug. “My mom wants me to build the new tasting room at the vineyard, and I’ve tentatively agreed. I owe her since the fire in the original building was my fault.”

      “It was a stupid accident. Everyone knew that.”

      A muscle ticked in his jaw. “I think Dad never rebuilt because he wanted the reminder of how badly I’d failed him. Mom claims it’s important someone in the family oversees the project. We still need to work out the particulars, but I might be around a few months.”

      “Oh.” Her lips formed the word as her brain scrambled for purchase. Griffin Stone back in town. It shouldn’t matter. It shouldn’t affect her, not after everything that had happened today. But it did, and her reaction to him made all the other chaos in her life lose focus.

      The only thing she could see was the tall, handsome man who’d come to her defense—even when she’d told him not to—standing in front of her.

      “I’m going to start loading the wine,” he said, still studying her. “See you around, Maggie.”

      She gave a small wave, then continued packing up boxes, telling herself Griffin didn’t matter to her.

      Too bad her heart refused to be convinced.