![]() ![]() Grey reaches for the opened bottle of red wine and offers some to Kate. Grey is at the head of the table, while I sit at his right hand, and Christian is seated beside me. ![]() ![]() The table is laid and covered with a crisp white linen tablecloth, a bowl of pale pink peonies as the center piece. A crystal chandelier hangs over the dark wood table and there's a massive, ornately carved mirror on the wall. The dining room reminds me of our private dinner at the Heathman. "This conversation is not over," he whispers threateningly as we enter the dining room. Releasing my hand, he takes my elbow and leads me out of the room. He narrows his eyes, and then seems to remember himself.
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