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I
flush
,
and
Christian
glares
at
her
in
a
butt
-
out
-
of
-
this
-
Kavanagh
kind
of
way
.
Even
Kate
wilts
under
his
stare
.
“
Just
about
my
trip
to
Georgia
,
”
I
say
sweetly
,
hoping
to
diffuse
their
mutual
hostility
.
Kate
smiles
,
a
wicked
gleam
in
her
eye
.
“
How
was
José
when
you
went
to
the
bar
with
him
on
Friday
?
”
Holy
fuck
,
Kate
.
I
widen
my
eyes
at
her
.
What
is
she
doing
?
She
widens
her
eyes
back
at
me
,
and
I
realize
she
’
s
trying
to
make
Christian
jealous
.
How
little
she
knows
.
I
thought
I
’
d
got
away
with
this
.
“
He
was
fine
,
”
I
murmur
.
Christian
leans
over
.
“
Palm
-
twitchingly
mad
,
”
he
whispers
.
“
Especially
now
.
”
His
tone
is
quiet
and
deadly
.
Oh
no
.
I
squirm
.
Grace
reappears
carrying
two
plates
,
followed
by
a
pretty
young
woman
with
blond
pigtails
,
dressed
smartly
in
pale
blue
,
carrying
a
tray
of
plates
.
Her
eyes
immediately
find
Christian
’
s
in
the
room
.
She
blushes
and
gazes
at
him
from
under
her
long
mascara
-
covered
lashes
.
What
?
