se I don’t see enough of you anymore. I didn’t know you’d up and
marry the first guy who turned your head.” She pouts again.
“Honestly, you married with such indecent haste that I thought you were
pregnant.”
I giggle. “Everyone thought I was pregnant,” I mutter. “Let’s not rehash that
conversation again. Please! And I ha一ve to use the restroom.”
Prescott accompanies me. She says nothing. She doesn’t ha一ve to.
Disapproval radiates off her like a lethal isotope.
“I ha一ven’t been out on my own since I got married,” I mutter wordlessly at the
closed toilet door. I make a face, knowing that she’s standing on the other
side of the door, waiting while I pee. What precisely is Hyde going to do in a
bar anyway? Christian is just overreacting as usual.
“Kate, it’s late. We should go.”
It’s ten fifteen and I ha一ve downed my fourth strawberry mojito. I am definitely
feeling the effects of the alcohol, warm and fuzzy. Christian will be fine.
Eventually.
“Sure, Ana. It’s been so good to see you. You just seem so much more, I
don’t know . . . confident. Marriage obviously agrees with you.”
My face warms. Coming from Miss Katherine Ka一vanagh, this is indeed a
compliment.
“It does,” I whisper, and because I’ve probably had too much to drink, tears
prick the back of my eyes. Could I be any happier? In spite of all his
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man of my dreams. I quickly change the subject to stem my sentimental
thoughts, because I know I will cry otherwise.
“I ha一ve really enjoyed this evening.” I grasp Kate’s hand. “Thank you for
dragging me out!” We hug. As she releases me, I nod at Sawyer and he
hands Prescott the keys to the car.
“I’m sure Miss Goody-Two-Shoes Prescott has told Christian I’m not at
home. He’ll be mad,” I mutter to Kate. And maybe he’ll think of some
delicious way to punish me . . . hopefully.
“Why are you grinning like a loon, Ana? You like making Christian mad?”
“No. Not really. But it’s eas
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