“Another mystery. How lovely. In this age of social media and oversharing, there are so few mysterious women left.” He picked up Bruno, settled him on his lap, and asked, “Will you at least tell me why you chose New Orleans?”
I almost told him the truth—that I didn't choose it, nor was I pleased with the choice. But I knew that was a can of worms that could get me in trouble and wreck this blooming relationship. And I was feeling more and more inclined to let this blossom. So, I said a half-truth, “I love the houses here.”
“That's it?”
“So far.”
Chuckling, he pet Bruno. “Hopefully, we can find you more to love.”
“More to love.” I looked out on the lagoon. Recovering my composure, I looked back at Ace to say, “I went to an art auction the other night. That was fun.”
“Where at? I didn't hear about any auctions.”
“Oh, it was invite-only.” I winked at him.
“How long have you been in town?”
I shrugged. “A few days.”
“And you've already been invited to a private art auction? By who?”
“His name is William Goldring. I met him in a cafe. Nice man. We share a love of classical art.”
Ace snorted just as our coffee arrived.
“Sir?” Alan asked.
“Alan, have you heard of William Goldring?” Ace asked the server.
“Yes, of course. Everyone has. Richest man in Nawlins.”
“Is he?” I asked as if I had no idea.
“This beguiling, mysterious creature right here has only been in town a few days and yet, she's already met Mr. Goldring and been to his home.”
I shrugged at the server's surprised look.
“Well, a face like that can open any door.” Alan inclined his head at me. “If you'll forgive my saying so, ma'am.”
“Honey, never ask to be forgiven for giving a woman a compliment.” I winked at him. “I'd much rather have a face that opens doors than one that launches ships.”
“Ships?”
“Troy, Alan. She's talking about Helen of Troy.”
“Oh.” The server nodded but his expression remained blank.
“The face that launched a thousand ships?” Ace tried again.
“Sorry, sir. Don't know what you're talking about.”
“Dear God, man!” Ace smacked Alan's arm. “You must know Helen of Troy. They made a movie about it. Brad Pitt was in it.”
“Oh! Troy! Yeah, good movie. Stupid ending though.”
I laughed. “It sure was.”
“That's Greek mythology for you.” Ace made a face.
