Evan Fairchild knew it. Having some alone time was going to be difficult.
Melody Monroe stole a glance at him. Even though she was long past the point of him being a stranger, looking at him like this still made her blush and her heart race.
'Thank goodness Ian is here,' she thought. 'Otherwise, this would be so awkward.'
Evan Fairchild sat down beside Melody Monroe, picked up the nearby bottle of red wine, and poured two glasses.
"This wine was already here when I arrived."
"It's a complimentary service from the hotel."
"Oh." Melody Monroe nodded. 'The joys of being rich are truly beyond my imagination.'
"Ian Monroe, take your pig and go play somewhere else."
"No! I want to soak with Mom. I've already seen the other spots, and this one is the most fun!" Ian Monroe immediately refused.
'Looks like his homework load is too light!' Evan Fairchild thought.
