The moment the demand left his lips, Annette’s smile vanished instantly and she froze. A dark expression flashed on her face, too fast for him to decipher its meaning.
Annette slowly sank back into her seat. A puzzled look settled on her face and she stared quizzically at him. “What are you talking about?”
“Do not,” Graeme gritted curtly,” Try to lie to me. What happened that night at the hotel, six years ago. Tell me.”
Surprise showed on her countenance. “That night? Do you really want to talk about what happened… here?” She looked around her before returning her gaze to him.
“Yes.” Graeme said stonily.
“Okay.” Annette shifted in her seat, seemingly uncomfortable. “That night… you were really intoxicated, and I was worried about you. I went looking for you and someone – I’ve forgo
