Frank finally relaxed after hanging up the phone. He’d had quite a bit to drink himself and was feeling dizzy, but instead of crashing the moment he got home, he’d insisted on staying up until Aaron’s driver confirmed everything was fine.
Cecelia handed him a glass of ice water. “I honestly don’t get you tonight. You knew Ami and Aaron still have feelings for each other, so why stop her from taking him home?”
Frank took a sip, the cold water doing little to clear his head. “Think about it—they’re both still married.”
“So what? They’ll both be single soon enough.”
His grip tightened around the glass, eyes darkening. “How do you know?”
“Oh, come on, isn’t it obvious?” Cecelia frowned. “Just two weeks ago, when the four of us were supposed to have dinner—you remember, Aaron bailed last m
