Fifty Shades of Steele **Book 1** (Completed)

Chapter 8

Christiansen Grey

The drive with Taylor to the Heathman was a silent one. He said I should leave my bag in the car with him. He will be driving back to Seattle and will drive it for me to where we will be spending the weekend. Pushing the revolving doors at the Heathman foyer and was directed to the Rose Lounge. I walked in and my breath for the third time today was taken away by just how beautiful this mystery woman really is. She stood over by the bar she looks so annoyed by a man that is talking to her. She has a martini in her hand. The way her dress is clinging to her luscious curves almost make me want to jump her here and now in this crowd. By controlling myself I strolled over to her and she double takes when she saw me then smiled at me.

'You look so beautiful, Miss Steele.' I told her as I took in her whole look from head to toe. Yes, she sure is a perfect figured woman. A well dress man leads us upstairs to our reserved dining room. Our waiter left us an already opened bottle of white wine, told us our already ordered meals. Which by the way I guess is Miss Steele's doing? Will be here in 20 minutes. I offered to pour us some wine once we were alone. I finally got my guts together and asked her my burning question I had for a whole agonizingly long week.

'So Miss Steele you have me here now, what is your pressing matter.'

'Well Mr. Grey, I want to present you with a proposal. I would like for us to have a relationship, one that will mostly occur over weekends.' She said all business-like as she took a sip so seductively from her glass, from under her long lashes looking directly at me. She left that sentence hanging for a bit so I can drink it all in. I really- really like where this is all going and at a rather good passé, I might add.

'You want me to be in a relationship with you?' I asked taking a gulp of my wine, to slow down my now racing hormones. Damn it! How does this woman do this, with only her words that wrap around you like honey on a warm sunny day? All most feel the results stiffening already. Clench my jaw as I sip some more wine.

'Yes, we can work on the finer details of our relationship later.' She said like she is negotiating one of her business contracts at her firm.

'You mean sex?' I asked just so we are clear and on the same page. She tilted her head to one side, gave me a half a smile then answered me.

'Sex is a relative term, but I guess in your inexperienced hands it's a relatively strong word.' Now that she has all my attention, I drink in every word she's saying. Clearly, she does know what she wants out of life. Taylor was right.

'You sound very experienced, Miss Steele?' Our waiter came in placed our food in front of us then vanished again leaving us alone.

'Yes in certain ways I am.' What? Oh, this is just getting better and better by the minute. Okay, Miss Steele if this is a contract we are dealing with here. Where do I sign then?

'Okay, I can see I was asking for too much here. Let's just forget it.' She said when I took a little bit too long to answer her back.

'Look, Miss Steele, I'm just trying to get through our nice meal to think this through, please.' She nodded then turned back to the rest of her own food. Once she was done she placed her knife and fork together on her empty plate, then drank the rest of her wine, looking at me. Giving absolutely nothing away. She keeps checking her watch like she is late for something.

'Okay Miss Steele, I have to admit I know nothing of dating or relationships. But I want to be completely open and totally honest with you. I only lost my virginity in an unfaithful night at a wild keg party of one of my old friends. If this is where this is going.'