Chapter 17

Catherine and Cameron ended up going to the Club Room without Ezekiel and Ava. They nursed Cristal champagne, petrossian royal Siberian Baika caviar with smoked salmon, crème fraiche dip, and house made chips.

“Hey, man, do you mind if Ava and I dip out? We were flirting during half the opera when the lights were off. We . . . really need to be alone. We can take a cab to her place. You and Catherine can keep the limo,” Ezekiel had said.

“Did you have a good time?” Cameron asked.

“Oh, I did. It has been ages since I’ve been to the opera. I didn’t know you liked the opera.”

“From time to time. It depends on what it is. I saw Phantom of the Opera three times.”

“Oh, I have, too. I love that one.”

Kelly had hated the opera. She found it boring. It was nice to spend time with a woman who not only loved the opera but had a real appreciation for what the music was conveying.

“What else do you like