Adib Khorram

The William C. Morris Award-winning author of Darius the Great Is Not Okay presents a smart, tender, vivacious romantic comedy about mistaken identities, the line between love and sex, and the way one night—and one person—can change your life forever.

When it comes to love, Farzan Alavi is a disaster. After his most recent heartbreak, he’s drowning his sorrows at Kansas City’s newest wine bar. Only instead of being crowded between strangers, he’s escorted to a VIP table for one. There, the hot sommelier does more than treat him to the meal of his life. The way he flirts with Farzan ignites instant sparks. 
 
There’s just one problem: David Curtis thinks Farzan is Frank Allen, Kansas City’s most influential food critic. The truth only comes out after the two spend an unforgettably hot night together. Good news—both think the mix-up is hilarious. Bad news—David is studying to become a master sommelier and has no interest in a relationship. 
 
Neither expects their paths to cross again... until Farzan inherits his family’s bistro and needs David’s restaurant knowledge. The two agree to an exchange: David will answer Farzan’s questions, and Farzan will help David study for his test. Only business turns to pleasure when neither can ignore the attraction still sizzling between them. But with David set on moving after his test, and Farzan committed to his family’s restaurant, how can their relationship last past the expiration date? 

I'll Have What He's Having

Lindsay

He wanted someone to come home to. Someone to complain about his day with, share a bottle of wine. Someone he’d get to know well enough that fucking each other’s brains out would be a matter of earned skill and deep familiarity rather than luck of the draw and a bit of a banana curve.

And Todd had the whitest taste in music. Farzan’s own tastes were pretty eclectic, but still, one could only listen to Taylor Swift so many times before wanting something a little different. Worst of all, he had an Android, which turned the group chat (well, the one with him in it) green.

He was boring his date with (painfully inaccurate) trivia about Bordeaux wines; David thought about correcting him, but honestly, 90 percent of the finance bros he’d ever known had a terminal allergy to being wrong.

After lunch, he picked up his dry cleaning and dropped off his glass recycling. Thank god for Ripple Glass: he went through bottles at a terrifying rate. When he got home, he sorted out his wine fridge (separate from his wine cellar downstairs) and washed his spit bucket, throwing out the wine- stained photograph of Ronald Reagan at the bottom and replacing it with a fresh one. His old wine shop in Chicago had used a photo of a different, more tangerine- tinged ex- president, and yeah he had been awful too, but David loved getting to spit in the face of the president who’d let the AIDS crisis run rampant and killed off a generation of his queer elders.

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