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“
I
see
.
”
“
Do
the
research
,
Anastasia
.
”
I
put
my
knife
and
fork
down
.
I
cannot
eat
any
more
.
“
That
’
s
it
?
That
’
s
all
you
’
re
going
to
eat
?
”
I
nod
.
He
scowls
at
me
but
chooses
not
to
say
anything
.
I
breathe
a
small
sigh
of
relief
.
My
stomach
is
churning
with
all
this
new
information
,
and
I
’
m
feeling
a
little
lightheaded
from
the
wine
.
I
watch
as
he
devours
everything
on
his
plate
.
He
eats
like
a
horse
.
He
must
work
out
to
stay
in
such
great
shape
.
The
memory
of
the
way
his
pajamas
hung
from
his
hips
comes
unbidden
to
my
mind
.
The
image
is
totally
distracting
.
I
squirm
uncomfortably
.
He
glances
up
at
me
,
and
I
blush
.
“
I
’
d
give
anything
to
know
what
you
’
re
thinking
right
at
this
moment
,
”
he
murmurs
.
I
blush
further
.
He
smiles
a
wicked
smile
at
me
.
“
I
can
guess
,
”
he
teases
softly
.
“
I
’
m
glad
you
can
’
t
read
my
mind
.
”
