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“
Christian
.
”
He
grins
.
“
I
want
to
do
something
tomorrow
.
”
His
eyes
glow
with
excitement
.
“
What
?
”
“
A
surprise
.
For
you
.
”
His
voice
is
low
and
soft
.
I
raise
an
eyebrow
and
stifle
a
yawn
at
the
same
time
.
“
Am
I
boring
you
,
Miss
Steele
?
”
His
tone
is
sardonic
.
“
Never
.
”
He
leans
across
and
kisses
me
gently
on
my
lips
.
“
Sleep
,
”
he
commands
,
then
switches
off
the
light
.
And
in
this
quiet
moment
as
I
close
my
eyes
,
spent
and
sated
,
I
think
I
’
m
in
the
eye
of
the
storm
.
And
in
spite
of
all
he
’
s
said
,
and
what
he
hasn
’
t
said
,
I
don
’
t
think
I
have
ever
been
so
happy
.
