The unfamiliar feeling surfaces, swelling in my chest, unnamed and dangerous.
Ana. Hell – what do you need? A neon sign flashing on his forehead?
Was it more?” he asks, his voice tinged with hope.
I think the interview went well, but it’s so hard to say. Interviews seem such artificial situations; everyone on their best behavior trying desperately to hide behind a professional fa.
His eyebrows widen in surprise.
For you, Anastasia, I will try.” He’s radiating sincerity.
Miss Steele. How nice to hear from you.” I hear her breath hitch and the sound travels directly to my groin. Great. I’m affecting her. Like she’s affecting me.
I’ve never wanted more, until I met you.
Baby, you read me like one of your books; except I’m not the hero. I’ll never be the hero.
The woman is obsessed with maintaining her youth.
But during her weekend, in quiet moments, all she’d been able to think about was him. She doesn’t understand why.
You can’t choose who you love. Love chooses you.
Necrophilia is not my thing. I like my women sentient and receptive,” he says dryly.
You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask.
Her new-found confidence is sexy as hell.
If only people would get their kids vaccinated.
Villa Lobos,’ an aria from Bachianas Brasileiras. Good, isn’t it?
I’m staring at Christian Grey’s mouth, mesmerized, and he’s looking down at me, his gaze hooded, his eyes darkening.
I take a deep breath and, in a more composed but.
Sorry,” I mumble, with my mouth full – and she laughs.