The flirty reply she'd prepared for his kidnapping remark died on her lips when Tristan announced he didn't know Charlie. "So, what? You called him? Tricked him into getting me into this, this meeting? Sugar, I'm a simple girl; there's no need for deception if you want to pitch an idea."
Chloe was in business mode. Glass set back on the table, she folded her hands in her lap with spine straightening. "So, what is it? Something to do with this vineyard? Your club in New York?"