not going to stop you wearing it. You look stunning, Anastasia.”
Abruptly he withdraws his finger, lea一ving me wanting more, and he moves
around to face me. He places the tip of his invading finger on my lower lip.
Instinctively, I pucker my lips and kiss it, and I’m rewarded with a wicked grin.
He puts his finger in his mouth and his expression informs me that I taste
good . . . real good. I flush. Will it always shock me when he does that?
He grasps my hand.
“Come,” he orders softly. I want to retort that I was about to, but in light of
what happened in the playroom yesterday, I decide against it.
We are waiting for dessert in a plush, exclusive restaurant in town. It’s been a
lively evening so far, and Mia is determined it should continue and that we
must go clubbing. Right now she’s sitting silently—for once—hanging on
Ethan’s every word as he and Christian talk. Mia is obviously infatuated with
Ethan, and Ethan is . . . well it’s difficult to tell. I don’t know if they are just
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Christian seems at ease. He’s been talking animatedly with Ethan—
they obviously bonded over the fly-fishing. They’re talking about psychology,
mainly. Ironically, it’s Christian who sounds the more knowledgeable. I snort
softly as I half listen to their conversation, sadly acknowledging that his
expertise is the result of his experience with so many shrinks.
You’re the best therapy. His words, whispered while we were making love
once, echo in my head. Am I? Oh, Christian, I hope so. I glance over at Kate.
She looks beautiful, but then she always does. She and Elliot are less lively.
He seems nervous, his jokes a little too loud and his laugh a little off. Ha一ve
they had a fight? What’s eating him? Is it that woman? My heart sinks at the
thought that he might hurt my best friend. I glance at the entrance, half
expecting to see Gia calmly saunter her well-groomed ass across the
restaurant to us. My mind is playing tric
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