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“
It
’
s
pink
,
”
I
murmur
,
surprised
.
“
Bollinger
Grande
Année
Rosé
1999
,
an
excellent
vintage
,
”
he
says
with
relish
.
“
In
teacups
.
”
He
grins
.
“
In
teacups
.
Congratulations
on
your
degree
,
Anastasia
.
”
We
clink
cups
,
and
he
takes
a
drink
,
but
I
can
’
t
help
thinking
this
is
really
about
my
capitulation
.
“
Thank
you
,
”
I
murmur
,
and
take
a
sip
.
Of
course
it
’
s
delicious
.
“
Shall
we
go
through
the
soft
limits
?
”
He
smiles
,
and
I
blush
.
“
Always
so
eager
.
”
Christian
takes
my
hand
and
leads
me
to
the
couch
,
where
he
sits
and
tugs
me
down
beside
him
.
“
Your
stepfather
’
s
a
very
taciturn
man
.
”
Oh
…
not
soft
limits
,
then
.
I
just
want
to
get
this
out
of
the
way
;
the
anxiety
is
gnawing
at
me
.
