So this song is like the ultimate ear worm. You're welcome. Seriously though, it's been stuck on repeat in my head since I was blogging about Strawberry Wine and started making connections. To be fair, the only connection with this song is that single lyric: "Lips like strawberry wine" which isn't all that much.
BUT, my personal connection goes way back. See, I met my husband when we were both sixteen. And on my seventeen birthday he and my sister and...maybe some friends? I don't know, exactly. Threw me a surprise birthday party at which one of my/my sister's friends insisted on playing this song and substituting "John" for "mine" in the line "You're sixteen, you're beautiful and you're mine. Which irked me. A lot.
I don't care for surprises to start with, AND someone had parked in MY parking spot, so I came home in a bad mood. Then, there were people screaming surprise and this song...
I was and am something of a literalist. I wasn't sixteen, I was seventeen. I also was and am a feminist and the idea of people belonging to other people works so much better in fiction. Especially when the possessive creatures aren't entirely human. In real life, there's a little ick.
Anyway, despite all of that, I think it's a cute song. And, just to date myself, when all this went down with the song and the party, etc? The song was new. Yikes.
OUT NOW!
POUR DECISIONS, BOOK TWO
Check out the second book in this new, Multi-Author Series.
Gone With the Wine
By Kelly Jamieson
Where there’s a wine, there’s a way.
Jansen
I’m trying to start over after a soul-crushing end to my hockey career and my marriage—so I buy a winery. I have no idea what I’m doing, but at least I have a reason to get out of bed in the morning. I hate asking for help, but when I meet the winemaker next door, I’m jacked to have an excuse to see her again. She’s gorgeous and full of life, with grape juice-stained hands, a sunburnt nose, and long legs in cut-off shorts. But Bianca’s not so eager to help a grumpy rich celebrity who thinks he can just buy a winery and become a winemaker.
Bianca
Holy crap, I’ve inherited part of the family winery. That should be a dream come true, but I left Napa to get away from my family baggage. I have no choice but to go home and help my sisters get through harvest season, but I’ll be making a quick exit back to my rising star wine career in Argentina. Meanwhile, our new neighbor is a tall, dark, and ripped temptation. He needs a winemaker, and I need a laboratory—so we make a business deal. But while we work together picking, crushing, and fermenting, the attraction between us is causing another chemical reaction. And with wine and with life, it’s not healthy to keep things bottled up…
Meet the Martinelli sisters: Rosa, Bianca and Allegra. These partners in wine have just inherited a once-storied winery in the heart of Napa Valley. They’re living the dream, right?
Not so fast! Because, as it turns out, not everybody is happy for them. And that includes their Uncle Geno who’d assumed the property would come to him.
There are hoops to jump through, barrels to get over, and a mountain of regulations they'll have to scale. But the sisters are crushing it—and we don’t just mean the grapes. They’re making wine, falling in love, and working together to restore their inheritance to its former glory, one pour decision at a time.
No comments:
Post a Comment