Chapter 7“Wow, these are amazing seats,” Brandon gushed, his gaze darting around the huge theater with unmitigated glee. Seth almost wished he had thought to pull strings sooner to get Brandon tickets. Even though he spent nearly every day of his life at the Bellagio, it had apparently never occurred to him to secure seats on his day off. When Seth thought about it, he had never seen Brandon treat himself to anything.
“Yes, they’re amazing.”
“I wonder how she got these. Maybe she really did have to sell a kidney.”
Seth wouldn’t have been surprised if that were the case. They were in the third row in the orchestra section, and Seth had never had such good seats to any show—especially not the ubiquitous Cirque du Soleil shows. “She probably just went to eBay or craigslist.”
Brandon snort
