Aria's POV
I blinked in surprise, my coffee cup halfway to my lips. "Wait, you know Owen Duncan?"
"Are you kidding?" Lillian practically hissed across the table, eyes wide. "He's like THE golden bachelor of New York—of course I know him! Though clearly," she added with a hint of disappointment, glancing in his direction, "he doesn't know me."
"Oh," I murmured, watching as she slowly processed the connection. Her eyes grew even wider as realization dawned.
"Aria, that was the guy you helped that day?" When I nodded, she slapped her hand against the table. "Your luck is unbelievable! If you weren't already married to Aiden, this would've been such a perfect meet-cute..."
She stopped suddenly, her expression shifting as though she'd just remembered something unpleasant. "Actu
