GRAYSON As the sommelier walked away from our table, I noticed Celestine slightly shake her head and huffed a little. She tried to be subtle about it but I can almost hear her the gears in her head going full throttle. "What?" I asked her. "Nothing. I was just thinking. Nothing important" She answered and she crossed her arms. "You know, I would pay a fortune to be able to know what's on your beautiful mind." I said. I really hope she'd spare me her thoughts. "You know if you keep saying that you might tempt me to run you bankrupt." She smiled, and then just as quick, her guard went up again. "Hey, you're welcome to it, but really, what's on your mind.." I know I am pushy, but I am genuinely curious. I eyed Celestine as leaned on the table with her knuckle and one hand drawing lazy c

