n is expectant— drink it. Drink it now. I do as I’m told.
Besides, I’m thirsty.
Reaching over, he lifts a bottle of Peroni from the ice bucket on the table and
takes a long drink.
“What if there had been press here?” I ask.
Christian knows immediately that I’m referring to him knocking Blonde Giant
on his ass.
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“I ha一ve expensive lawyers,” he says coolly, all at once arrogance personified.
I frown at him. “But you’re not above the law, Christian. I did ha一ve the situation
under control.”
His eyes frost. “No one touches what’s mine,” he says with chilling finality, as
if I’m missing the obvious. Oh . . . I take another sip of my champagne. All of
a sudden I feel overwhelmed. The music is loud, pounding, my head and feet
are aching, and I feel woozy. He grasps my hand. “Come, let’s go. I want to
get you home,” he says. Kate and Elliot join us.
“You going?” Kate asks and her voice is hopeful.
“Yes,” Christian says.
“Good, we’ll come with you.”
As we wait at the coat check for Christian to retrieve my trench coat, Kate
quizzes me.
“What happened with that guy on the dance floor?”
“He was feeling me up.”
“I opened my eyes and you’d hit him.”
I shrug. “Well, I knew Christian would go thermonuclear, and that could
potentially ruin your evening.” I ha一ven’t really processed how I feel about
Christian’s beha一vior. I was worried that it would be worse.
“Our evening,” she clarifies. “He is rather hot-headed, isn’t he?”
Kate adds dryly, staring at Christian as he collects my coat. I snort and smile.
“You could say that.”
“I think you handle him well.”
“Handle?” I frown. Do I handle Christian?
“Here.” Christian holds my coat open for me so that I can put it on.
“Wake up, Ana.” Christian is shaking me gently. We’ve arrived back at the
house. Reluctantly I open my eyes and stagger from the minivan. Kate and
Elliot ha一ve disappeared, and Taylor is standing patiently beside the vehicle.
“Do I need to carry you?” Christian asks.
I shake my head.
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