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Christian
gapes
at
me
,
blinking
a
couple
of
times
,
his
expression
unreadable
.
Oh
,
shit
.
I
haven
’
t
mentioned
this
to
him
.
“
Georgia
?
”
he
murmurs
.
“
My
mother
lives
there
,
and
I
haven
’
t
seen
her
for
a
while
.
”
“
When
were
you
thinking
of
going
?
”
His
voice
is
low
.
“
Tomorrow
,
late
evening
.
”
Mia
saunters
back
into
the
living
room
and
hands
us
champagne
flutes
filled
with
pale
pink
prosecco
.
“
Your
good
health
!
”
Mr
.
Grey
raises
his
glass
.
An
appropriate
toast
from
a
doctor
’
s
husband
,
it
makes
me
smile
.
“
For
how
long
?
”
Christian
asks
,
his
voice
deceptively
soft
.
Holy
crap
…
he
’
s
angry
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
yet
.
It
will
depend
how
my
interviews
go
tomorrow
.
”
