We’ve come so far together, we have so far to go, but we are made for each other. We are meant to be.
This is mine,” he whispers aggressively. “All mine. Do you understand?
She’s not going to eat. “Don’t rain on my parade, Anastasia.” “I’ll eat later, when my stomach’s woken up. About seven thirty, okay?” “Okay.” I can’t force her. She looks defiant and stubborn. “I want to roll my eyes at you,” she says. Oh, Ana, bring it on. “By all means, do, and you will make my day.
Hey, I’m just teasing. Isn’t that what husbands who are hopelessly in love with their wives do?
How mad?” “Scale of one to ten, I think I’m at fifty.
Damn right. She’s my girl. Handkerchiefs are my business, not his.
I’m a Dominant.
You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.
Mrs. Grey, if a job’s worth doing, it’s worth doing well. Lift your hips.” His eyes glow summer storm gray.
You dazzle me so much I find it very difficult to think clearly when we’re together.
His wedding ring clinks against the glass as he takes another sip of wine. Now that is a sexy sound.
Anastasia,” I say, in good-bye. “Christian,” she answers, her voice soft.
You’ve got to let me make my own decisions, take my own risks, and make my own mistakes, and let me learn from them. I need to walk before I can run.
Business is all about people, Miss Steele, and I’m very good at judging people. I know how they tick, what makes them flourish, what doesn’t, what inspires them, and how to incentivize them. I employ an exceptional team, and I reward them well.
I slip it into my inside pocket, pleased that it will rest close to my heart.
She’s doing this on purpose. And for a split second I’m lost in her sensual, mesmerizing stare. She doesn’t back down. I’m hard. Instantly. I want her. Here. Now.
Her blazing blue eyes see everything. See me. My soul. She sees the darkness and the monster beneath.
I am going to New York whether you like it or not,” I hiss. “Don’t count – ” I hang up, cutting him off mid-sentence.
Taylor: “He’s been hell on wheels the last few days. Glad we’re here.
We’re not going to make love? And I’m relieved. In fact, he’s had a totally hands-off approach with me all day. I wonder if I should be alarmed by this turn of events, but since my inner goddess has left the building and taken my libido with her, I’ll think about it in the morning.