Gone With the Wine

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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