"That reminds me," Aaron said nonchalantly. "I'm going on a business trip this weekend. Would you like me to bring you back a souvenir?"
Keeley's eyes widened with shock. No one in either of her lives had ever offered to bring her back a souvenir from anywhere.
"I really don't need anything," she insisted. "Please don't feel obligated. Where are you going?"
"Monaco. I'm looking to expand there."
Right. This was around the time Aaron expanded overseas in her last life. They had already started drifting apart by then so she didn't even know where he was going on all of those business trips.
She tried to place the name. "Isn't that the tiny country at the bottom of France that's technically a city-state?"
"Yes. It's known for gambling and Grand Prix racing but it is about to become a hub for investment bankers and I want in on it."
