She knows Angel is bound by contract.
Still. She’d chew Valentino up given half the chance.
“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛?”
After a few seconds of the slightest struggle, her fingers wrap around the bottle she’s grabbing for. Bingo!
“Could use a wind down m’self.”
She settles onto a stool and pops open the riesling, immediately downing a mouthful. She lowers the bottle, glancing over at the other.
“Ya could say that.”