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September through to mid-November and can get the whole crew on it,”
Elliot says as he stretches and drops an arm around Kate’s shoulder,
making her smile.
“Gia is due to come over to discuss the plans tomorrow evening,”
replies Christian. “I hope we can finalize everything then.” He turns and looks
expectantly at me.
Oh . . . this is news.
“Sure.” I smile at him, mostly for the benefit of his family, but my spirits take a
nosepe again. Why does he make these decisions without telling me? Or
is it the thought of Gia—all lush hips and full breasts and expensive designer
clothes and perfume—smiling too provocatively at my husband? My
subconscious glares at me. He’s given you no reason to be jealous. Shit, I
am up and down today. What’s wrong with me?
“Ana,” Kate exclaims, snapping me out of my reverie. “You still in the South of
France?”
“Yes,” I reply with a smile.
“You look so well,” she says, though she frowns as she says it.
“You both do.” Grace beams while Elliot refills our glasses.
“To the happy couple.” Carrick grins and raises his glass, and everyone
around the table echoes the sentiment.
“And congratulations to Ethan for getting into the psych program at Seattle,”
chips in Mia proudly. She gives him an adoring smile and Ethan smirks at
her. I wonder idly if she’s made any headway with him. It’s difficult to tell.
I listen to the banter around the table. Christian is running through our
extensive itinerary over the last three weeks, embellishing here and there. He
sounds relaxed and in control, the worry of the arsonist forgotten. I, on the
other hand, don’t seem to be able to shake my mood. I pick at my food.
Christian said I was fat yesterday. He was joking! My subconscious glares at
me again. Elliot accidentally knocks his glass onto the terrace, startling
everyone, and there’s a sudden flurry of activity to get it cleaned up.
“I am going to take you to the bo
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