Not even Theresa the time he spilled cold wine down her back.

But I couldn't stop thinking about cold white wine, and apples in the basket.

There was a ripple, sharp and clear, like cold wine.

The cold wine had a subtle, fruity flavor, and was not too sweet.

That's where you might expect to find cold wine.

Someone pushed a cup of cold wine into her hand.

In the kitchen, she poured them both a glass of cold white wine and sat down at the table to wait.

She blew out a frustrated breath, then took a sip of the cold wine.

To Will it tasted like a cold, faintly sweet white wine, nothing more.

All the time drinking a white wine, cold, light and good at thirty centimos the bottle.