𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐍 ▸ Ana asked Christian how bad it could be, and so he showed her. Leaving Christian, Ana finds herself alone and running from the man who bruised her backside yet owns her heart. But Seattle is a big place, and Christian isn't...
"Are you coming for a drink?" Casey asked on Friday afternoon. I yawned, almost unable to keep my eyes open. It had been a big week.
"I'm going to give it a miss today," I begged off. Christian had rung to say he was picking me up from work, plus I knew Casey wanted to quiz me about the security. People at SIP weren't stupid - it took all of ten minutes for Claire to realize Prescott and Sawyer were there for me; especially when today they were also joined by Ryan and Harris. After Leila's appearance at my unit, Christian had decided I needed additional security, so Taylor had organized even more protection.
Casey shrugged, not about to be put off so easily. "So, what's with the security? Claire said there are people patrolling the garage and checking ID badges at every entry point?"
I considered lying, but that would just make it worse.
"My boyfriend is kind of well-known and obsessed about security," I said apologetically.
"Oh! Would I have heard of him? What does he do?"
"He's in business. Mergers and acquisitions, mostly."
"Where does he work?" Casey wheedled.
"Grey Enterprises Holdings."
"I know them! They're huge! What does he do there?" she asked, determined to get an answer.
"Um. He's the CEO."
"You're dating Christian Grey?!" she squealed. "I thought he was gay?"
"Definitely not gay," I said with a blush, thinking about the things he'd done to me last night.
"Well I guess that explains how you can dress so well on an intern's wage," Casey said, with a smile that took the sting out of her words. "What's he like?"
I stopped to think about it before answering.
"He's driven and very private. He doesn't let a lot of people in, but he's protective of those he loves. He's sweet and generous and romantic."
"And rich as hell," Casey added impishly. "Does he have a brother?"
"He does. But he's dating my best friend!"
Casey smiled but groaned. "Some girls have all the luck!"
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"Hey, baby!" Christian grinned, looking up at me from the driver's seat of his R8. The car's top was down, and Christian had on his aviator glasses and a white shirt, open at the collar. No one should be allowed to look as good as he did! Sawyer opened the passenger door for me, and I climbed in, waving at a gobsmacked Casey who was on the sidewalk waiting to cross the street to go to the work drinks. And then Christian pulled out into the Friday afternoon traffic.
"You look happy," I commented.
"It's the weekend, and I get to spend it with you. I am happy!"
