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"Like Eve, you're so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge," he smirks. Don't lie to yourself - my subconscious yells at me - it'll have to be pretty bloody bad to have you running for the hills. If it means that whatever secret he has is so gross that I don't want to know him any more then, quite frankly, it will be a relief. I'd like to solve the riddle that is Christian Grey sooner rather than later. I flush scarlet thinking about the possibilities. Is he deeply religiousIs he impotentSurely not, he could prove that to me right now. What does that meanDoes he white-slave small children to some God-forsaken part of the planetIs he part of some underworld crime syndicateIt would explain why he's so rich. Once you're enlightened, you probably won't want to see me again." "Because I'm enjoying my breakfast and your company. "Why can't you tell me now?" I sound petulant. "Well, we could go to Seattle this evening or next Saturday for dinner at my place, and I'll acquaint you with the facts then. What time do you finish work this evening?"
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"Exactly what I say." He sighs and shakes his head at me, amused, but exasperated too. "Because I'm not going to touch you Anastasia - not until I have your written consent to do so." His lips hint at a smile. I squirm in my seat and meet his dark glare. Jeez, I'm a quivering, moist mess, and he hasn't even touched me. My heart beat spikes, and I think I'm panting. That has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to me. My mouth pops open as I gasp and swallow at the same time. I am completely unaware that I am chewing my bottom lip. "I'd like to bite that lip," he whispers darkly.
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I can't look him in the eye when he uses that tone of voice.
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I flush and glance down at my unfinished breakfast. "Are you smirking at me, Miss Steele?" He cocks his head to one side, and I think he looks amused, but it's hard to tell. "Have you applied to my company as I suggested?" Where is he going with all these questionsThe Christian Grey Inquisition is almost as irritating as the Katherine Kavanagh Inquisition. "So what are you going to do for work in Seattle?" "Not far from me," his lips twitch up in a half smile. We're moving to Seattle next weekend, and I'm working at Clayton's all this week." What about tomorrow?" He has his elbows on the table, and his chin is resting on his long steepled fingers. "It's just after ten, you've plenty of time. I can't believe I've just said that out loud."What are your plans for the next few days?" he asks, his voice low. The mouth-to-brain filter is broken again. "No, Anastasia, I'm not celibate." He pauses for this information to sink in, and I flush scarlet. We sit gazing at each other, neither of us touching our food. But I think you've figured that out already." "There's something about you, though, and I'm finding it impossible to stay away. You should steer clear from me." He closes his eyes as if in defeat. "Anastasia, I'm not a hearts and flowers kind of man, I don't do romance. "Well, when you were nearly run over by the cyclist - and I was holding you and you were looking up at me - all kiss me, kiss me, Christian," he pauses and shrugs slightly, "I felt I owed you an apology and a warning." He runs his hand through his hair. He puts down his cutlery and regards me intently, his gray eyes burning with some unfathomable emotion. "Why did you send me the books, Christian?" My voice is soft. "Just because you can doesn't mean that you should," I reply quietly as he arches an eyebrow at me, his eyes twinkling, and suddenly I feel that we're talking about something else, but I don't know what it is. "Because I can," his eyes flash with a wicked gleam. But these clothes, please let me pay you back." I smile tentatively at him. "You've already given me the books, which, of course, I can't accept. He glares at me as if I have offended him on some level. "I should give you some money for these clothes." "You know, you really should learn to take a compliment." His tone is castigating. Christian's mouth presses into a hard line, but he doesn't say anything.