cy is unnerving. The air’s chilly and
fresh, as I’m up so high.
I gaze out over the twinkling lights of Seattle. He’s so
far removed from everything up here in his fortress.
Answerable to no one. He’d just told me he loves me,
then all this crap comes up because of that dreadful
woman. I roll my eyes. His life is so complicated. He’s so
complicated.
With a hea一vy sigh and a last glance at Seattle spread
like cloths of gold at my feet, I decide to call Ray. I
ha一ven’t spoken to him for a while. It’s a brief conversation
as per usual, but I ascertain he’s fine and that I’m
interrupting an important soccer match.
“Hope all is well with Christian,” he says casually, and
I know he’s fishing for information but doesn’t really want
I know he’s fishing for information but doesn’t really want
to know.
“Yeah. We’re cool.” Sort of, and I’m moving in with
him. Though we ha一ven’t discussed a timetable.
“Love you, Dad.”
“Love you, too, Annie.”
I hang up and check my watch. It’s only ten. Because
of our discussion, I am feeling strangely innervated and
restless.
I shower quickly, and back in the bedroom, decide to
wear one of the nightdresses that Caroline Acton procured
for me from Neiman Marcus. Christian’s always moaning
about my T-shirts. There are three. I choose the pale pink
and put it on over my head. The fabric skims across my
skin, caressing and clinging to me as it falls around my
body. It feels luxurious—the finest, thinnest satin. Holy
crap. In the mirror, I look like a 1930s movie star. It’s
long, elegant—and very un-me.
I grab the matching robe and decide to hunt out a
book in the library. I could read on my iPad—but right
now, I want the comfort and reassurance of a physical
book. I’ll lea一ve Christian alone. Perhaps he’ll recover his
good humor once he’s finished working.
There are so many books in Christian’s library.
Scanning every title will take forever. I glance occasionally
at the billiard table and flush as I recall our previous
evening. I smile when I see
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