I Opia (23 page)

He handed her a glass of champagne and kissed her on the lips. She smiled.

“What are . . . “ she started to speak.

“You didn’t think I was gong to let you fly alone on your birthday did you?” He asked smiling.

This man is something else! I can never figure him out.

He raised his glass to hers. “Happy birthday, Blaine. May this be your best one yet.”

She returned his toast, “It is the best one yet. I can’t wait to see what this year holds for me.”

“Indeed Blaine. You are just getting started.”