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Light fills the roo me from deep sleep to wakefulness I stretch out and open , Seattle at my feet Wohat a view Beside me, Christian Grey is fast asleep Wohat a view I&039; me, and I have an unprecedented opportunity to study hier, relaxed in sleep His sculptured, pouty lips are parted slightly, and his shiny, clean hair is a glorious alI real I shaketo reach out and touch him, but like a small child, he&039;s so lovely when he&039;s asleep I don&039;t have to worry about what I&039;, what plans he has, especially his plans for aze at hi out of bed, I find his white shirt on the floor and shrug it on I walk through a door thinking that it ht be the bathroo as my bedroom Lines and lines of expensive suits, shirts, shoes, and ties How can anyone need this many clothesI tut with disapproval Actually, Kate&039;s wardrobe probably rivals this Kate! Oh no I didn&039;t think about her all evening I was supposed to text her Crap I&039;etting on with Elliot
Returning to the bedroom, Christian is still asleep I try the other door It&039;s the bathrooer than my bedroom Why does one man need so much spaceTwo sinks, I notice with irony Given he doesn&039;t sleep with anyone, one of them can&039;t have been used
I stare at antic mirror above the sinks Do I look differentI feel different I feel a little sore, if I&039;m honest, and my muscles - jeez it&039;s like I&039;ve never done any exercise in my life You don&039;t do any exercise in your life,ather foot So you&039;ve just slept with hiinity, a man who doesn&039;t love you In fact, he has very odd ideas about you, wants to make you some sort of kinky sex slave
ARE YOU CRAZY She&039;s shouting atto have to process all this Honestly, fancy falling for a man who&039;s beyond beautiful, richer than Croesus, and has a Red Roo for me I shudder I&039;m bewildered and confused My hair is its usual ard self Just-fucked hair doesn&039;t suit ers but fail ive up - maybe I&039;ll find hair ties inI head back out to the bedroo, so I leave him and head for the kitchen
Oh no Kate I left my purse in Christian&039;s study I fetch it and reach for my cell phone Three texts
RU OK Ana
Where RU Ana
Damn it Ana
I call Kate When she doesn&039;t answer, I leave her a groveling e to tell her I am alive and have not succumbed to Bluebeard, well not in the sense she would be worried about - or perhaps I have Oh this is so confusing I have to try and categorize and analyze s for Christian Grey It&039;s an impossible task I shake my head in defeat I need alone time, away from here to think
I find telco and quickly tie irly I look, perhaps the safer I&039;ll be frolike music to cook by I slip it into the breast pocket of Christian&039;s shirt, turn it up loud, and start dancing
Holy hell, I&039;ry
I am daunted by his kitchen It&039;s so sleek and modern and none of the cupboards have handles It takes me a few seconds to deduce that I have to push the cupboard doors to open the an omelet the other day um, yesterday at the Heathman Jeez, so e, where there are plenty of eggs, and decide I want pancakes and bacon I set aboutood It allows a bit of ti in ht I caht in Christian Grey&039;s bed, and h he doesn&039;t let anyone in his bed I s tiht His words, his body, his love I close my eyes as my body hums at the recollection, and my muscles contract deliciously deep in- not lovenore her, but deep down I know she has a point I shake my head to concentrate on the task at hand
There is a state-of-the-art range I think I have the hang of it I need somewhere to keep the pancakes war inused to mean so much to me, that&039;s because I&039;m a misfit I have never fitted in anywhere and now I have an indecent proposal to consider fro Misfit himself Why is he this wayNature or NurtureIt&039;s so alien to anything I know
I put the bacon under the grill, and while it&039;s cooking, I whisk so on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, leaning on it, his face supported by his steepled hands He&039;s still wearing the t-shirt he&039;s slept in Just-fucked hair really, really suits hiner stubble He looks both aather myself and pull the headphones out of ht of hi, Miss Steele You&039;re very energetic this ," he says dryly
"I slept well," I stutter my explanation His lips try to ine why" He pauses and frowns "So did I, after I cary?"
"Very," he says with an intense look, and I don&039;t think he&039;s referring to food
"Pancakes, bacon, and eggs?"
"Sounds great"
"I don&039;t knohere you keep your place desperately hard not to look flustered
"I&039;ll do that You cook Would you like me to put so?"
I stare down atpuce
"Please, don&039;t stop on " His tone is one of wry a ehMy subconscious has doubled over in laughter at s, probably beating them a little harder than they need
In a tail
"I love these," he whispers "They won&039;t protect you" Hs?" I ask tartly He shly whisked and beaten," he s to hide my smile He&039;s hard to stayso uncharacteristically playful He opens a drawer and takes out two black slate place mix into a pan, pull out the bacon and turn it over, and put it back under the grill
When I turn back round, there is orange juice on the table, and he&039;scoffee
"Would you like some tea?"
"Yes, please If you have some"
I find a couple of plates and place thee Christian reaches into a cupboard and pulls out solish Breakfast tea I purse one conclusion wasn&039;t I?"
"Are youI&039; yet, Miss Steele," he otiationsOur, err relationship whatever that is He&039;s still so cryptic I serve up the breakfast onto the heated plates and lay theerator and find solance up at Christian, and he&039;s waiting for me to sit down
"Miss Steele" He motions to one of the bar stools
"Mr Grey" I nod in acknowledgehtly as I sit down
"Just how sore are you?" he asks as he sits down His gray eyes dark
I flush Why does he ask such personal questions?
"Well, to be truthful, I have nothing to compare this to," I snap at him "Did you wish to offer your co to stifle a smile, but I can&039;t be sure
"No I wondered if we should continue your basic training"
"Oh" I stare at hi inside roan
"Eat, Anastasia" My appetite has becoain more more sex yes please
"This is delicious, incidentally" He grins at me
I try a forkful of o! I want to fuck your ?
"Stop biting your lip It&039;s very distracting, and I happen to know you&039;re not wearing anything under rowls
I dunkin the small pot that Christian has provided Mydid you have inmy wish to sound as natural, disinterested, and calh ht we could stick to oral skills"
I choke on ently on the back and passes
"That&039;s if you want to stay," he adds I glance up at hi to recover my equilibriu
"I&039;d like to stay for today If that&039;s okay I have to work tomorrow"
"What time do you have to be at work toet you to work by nine tomorrow"
I frown Does he want o hoet you some here"
I don&039;t have spare cash to spend on clothes His hand co it so rip ofmy lip
"What is it?" he asks
"I need to be ho"
His ," he acquiesces "Now eat your breakfast"
My thoughts and my stomach are in turmoil My appetite has vanished I stare at ry
"Eat, Anastasia You didn&039;t eat last night"
"I&039;ry," I whisper
His eyes narrow
"I would really like you to finish your breakfast"
"What is it with you and food?" I blurt His brow knits
"I told you, I have issues asted food Eat," he snaps His eyes are dark, pained
Holy Crap What is that all about I pick upto chew
I oing to be weird about food His expression softens as I carefully h my breakfast I note that he cleans his plate He waits for me to finish, and then he clears my plate
"You cooked, I&039;ll clear"
"That&039;s very democratic"
"Yes" He frowns "Not my usual style After I&039;ve done this, we&039;ll take a bath"
"Oh, okay" Oh s, interrupting my reverie It&039;s Kate
"Hi" I wander over to the glass doors of the balcony, away froht?" She&039;s angry
"I&039;m sorry, I was overtaken by events"
"You&039;re okay?"
"Yes, I&039; for information I roll my eyes at the expectation in her voice
"Kate, I don&039;t want to talk over the phone" Christian glances up at me
"You did I can tell"
How can she tellShe&039;s bluffing, and I can&039;t talk about this I&039;ve signed a dareement
"Kate, please"
"What was it likeAre you okay?"
"I&039;ve told you I&039;entle?"
"Kate, please!" I can&039;t hide my exasperation
"Ana, don&039;t hold out onfor this day for nearly four years"
"I&039;ll see you this evening" I hang up
That is going to be one difficult square to circle She&039;s so tenacious, and she wants to know - in detail, and I can&039;t tell her because I&039;ve signed a - as it calledNDA
She&039;ll freak and rightly so I need a plan I head back to watch Christian racefully around his kitchen
"The NDA, does it cover everything?" I ask tentatively
"Why?" he turns and gazes at s away I flush
"Well, I have a few questions, you know, about sex" I stare down at ers "And I&039;d like to ask Kate"
"You can ask me"
"Christian, with all due respect" My voice fades I can&039;t ask you I&039;ll get your biased, kinky-as-hell, distorted world-view regarding sex I want an impartial opinion "It&039;s just about mechanics I won&039;t mention the Red Room of Pain"
He raises his eyebrows
"Red Room of PainIt&039;s mostly about pleasure, Anastasia Believe me," he says
"Besides," his tone is harsher "Your roo the beast with two backs with my brother I&039;d really rather you didn&039;t"
"Does your family know about your um predilection?"
"No It&039;s none of their business" He saunters towardin front of me
"What do you want to know?" he asks, and raising his hand runs his fingers gently downmy head back so he can look directly into my eyes I squir specific at the moment," I whisper
"Well, we can start with - hoas last night for you?" His eyes burn, filled with curiosity He&039;s anxious to kno
"Good," I htly
"Me too," he murmurs "I&039;ve never had vanilla sex before There&039;s a lot to be said for it But then, maybe it&039;s because it&039;s with you" He runs his thumb across my lower lip
I inhale sharply Vanilla sex?