Monday morning, Columbia City, Seattle WA
I do not understand the effect Christian has on me. I am all stressed, and tired from lack of sleep. Then he shows up, and I am putty in his hands. One look, one word is all that he needs for me to lose any form of thought. I shiver as images of being against the table as he is behind me. He has talented hands, mouth and let’s not forget what he has between his legs – oh!
“Ana!” Clair’s shrill voice wakes me up from my stupefied state.
“Uh mmmm”
“He is so dreamy!” Clair closes the door behind her. “Are you like an item now? Is he really good? You are so lucky! And does he have a brother?” She asks one question after the other without a pause. “What’s with the handsome man out front?”
“I am not sure what you are talking about, Clair” and really I do not want to talk to her at the moment. Flashes of paparazzi still burn my retinas. “I want to get some tea and get ready for the senior panel meeting.”
“Alright, but I want details Ana, details!” She smiles and leaves my office holding her hands against her heart. I settle for the morning, and I answer some emails. Around ten, I get an email from Christian.
From: Grey Christian
Sent: Monday, October 14, 2013 10:02 AM
To: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Shouting it from the mountain tops
… that you are my girlfriend. Attach is the proposed press release, could you review it and let me know if you want to change or amend anything?
Good luck on your meeting. Also, I assigned one of my security detail to you for the time being. His name is Reynolds. We can discuss this in more detail later.
Christian Grey,
Missing you. GEH, C.E.O.
So weird, it feels so formal. I go with whatever he has sent, and I get an odd feeling at the pit of my stomach. Paparazzi, security detail, and press releases because I am dating Christian. I shake my head and immerse myself in work; I do not want to think about how all this is impacting my life. At the very least it is temporary until the paparazzo gets bored with me.
Soon, I lose track of time until my computer rings reminding me that I have less than five minutes to make my way to the meeting. I run my hands through my hair, apply some lip gloss, and run out of my office. As soon as I open the door, a tall muscular man stands up, Reynolds I suppose – has he been sitting outside my office all this time?
“Are you Reynolds?” I extend my hand in greeting, he takes it briefly.
“Yes ma’am, your CPO for the day.”
I asked, he answered, yet I have no clue what the hell he just said. “Reynolds?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What is CPO?”
“Close Protection Officer, ma’am, Mr. Grey-“
I raise my hand to interrupt him. “I am Ana, just Ana.” I start walking to the meeting; I will be late if I keep standing here.
“Yes ma’am.”
“You are not going to call me Ana are you?” His smirk is barely visible and shakes his head.
I do not have time to do much about it now and rush to my meeting, he follows closely. I hope he does not follow me inside, but he does – oh this is so not going to work.
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