He turned his phone face down on the table, voice low and casual.
"Something about work," Jackson muttered.
Before Rio could press him for more information, the faint thrum of chopper blades carried across the Monaco night, vibrating through the glass windows, announcing the arrival of another rich man.
"That's Jace and…" Rio's lips curved into a grin. "Hello there, David!" He stood to welcome, arms wide as Jackson turned to face their friend with a smile of recognition.
"If it isn't the billionaire club of Monaco," David quipped, his laugh rich as he clasped Rio's hand in a quick handshake before pulling Jackson into a warm brotherly hug.
"How's the wife? I'm sorry I couldn't make the wedding," Rio said sincerely, guilt edging his tone.
David waved him off easily. "It'
