Sarah Petner Metzgar

Mysterious Merlot

I have never been the sort of woman to accompany a virtual stranger home on a first date. But, he was handsome, charming, well-educated, and the conversation at dinner felt so natural that it seemed a shame to allow the arbitrary ending of a meal to dictate the conclusion of a pleasurable evening. I suppose the two bottles of wine we’d shared over our decadent meal probably factored into it, too. Regardless of how I came to be here, I couldn’t help but fidget a bit as my mind began to clear and it sunk in that I was alone with a man I hadn’t known the day before.