?” he whispers.
“The first time I drank this champagne.”
His frown becomes more quizzical.
“We were at your club.” I prompt.
He grins. “Oh yes. I remember.” He winks at me.
“Elliot, ha一ve you set a date?” Mia pipes up.
Elliot gives his sister an exasperated stare. “I’ve only just asked Kate, so
we’ll get back to you on that, ’kay?”
“Oh, make it a Christmas wedding. That would be so romantic, and you’d
ha一ve no trouble remembering your anniversary.” Mia claps her hands.
“I’ll take that under advisement,” Elliot smirks at her.
“After the champagne, please can we go clubbing?” Mia turns and gives
Christian her biggest, brown-eyed look.
“I think we should ask Elliot and Kate what they’d like to do.”
As one, we turn expectantly to them. Elliot shrugs and Kate turns puce. Her
carnal intent toward her fiancé is so clear I nearly spit fourhundred-dollar
champagne all over the table.
Zax is the most exclusive nightclub in Aspen—or so says Mia. Christian
strolls, his arm wrapped around my waist, to the front of the short line and is
immediately granted access. I wonder briefly if he owns the place. I glance at
my watch—eleven thirty in the evening, and I’m feeling fuzzy. The two glasses
of champagne and several glasses of Pouilly-Fumé during our meal are
starting to ha一ve an effect, and I’m grateful Christian has his arm around me.
“Mr. Grey, welcome back,” says a very attractive, leggy blonde in black satin
hot pants, matching sleeveless shirt, and a little red bowtie. She smiles
broadly, revealing perfect all-American teeth between scarlet lips that match
her bowtie. “Max will take your coat.”
A young man dressed entirely in black, fortunately not satin, smiles as he
offers to take my coat. His dark eyes are warm and inviting. I am the only one
wearing a coat—Christian insisted I take Mia’s trench coat to cover my
behind—so Max only has to deal with me.
“Nice coat,” he says, gazing at me intently.
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Fifty Shades Freed
Beside me Christian bristles and fixes Max w
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