My life is like Romeo and Juliet. Except instead of being in love, I want to break Romeo's nose. My family has always been rivals with the Banthams. We both make top-tier wine. We both don't know when to back down. Darius Bantham ESPECIALLY doesn't know when to back down. He's been flirting with me since we were teens. But it doesn't matter if his smile lights up a room, or if his dark eyes make me shiver. I hate his guts. So when I'm forced into spending a week with him at a wine seminar that's a chance of a life time, I'm not happy. But he is. Darius doesn't care that we're enemies. And when he finally gets me alone, he makes me a hot-whisper of a promise: that I'm going to love kissing him. And as much as I hate it... He's right.