Let Me Help You Help Me

Dinner Date

Ana spent a good hour figuring out what dress to wear. The most fancy she had ever had to get for a dinner was a sundress. But Christian Grey was now taking her out and

she was walking a very thin line at the moment and didn't want to fuck this up. After hearing the phone call with James she was scared shitless. She knew Christian felt bad

for her, and now she needed to make him want her to stay.

Finally deciding on a green, floor length, silk dress, with thin shoulder straps, she sashayed into it. The dress clung to her in all the right places, and the low backline made it

sexy as hell. She pulled her hair back off her shoulders, to help show even more skin and made sure her makeup was done perfectly. She had to admit, she looked fuckable.

And thats how she needed to look tonight.

Leaving her room she walked past Christians, and noticed the door opened but the lights off, indicating he was already waiting downstairs for her. She lifted up the hem of her

dress as she walked in her heels, careful not to trip down the steps. Halfway down she heard Christian gasp. She stopped mid-step and looked down at him. Still not shaven,

his face had a good five o'clock shadow, he wore a dark blue suit with a white button up and black tie. He was definitely fuckable, she thought to herself. Christian was looking

at her though, as if he was thinking the same about her. Thank God! Ana thought to herself.

When she got to the bottom of the stairs Christian held his hand out to her. "You look lovely." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. She blushed, biting her lip. "Thank you.

You look nice as well."

Christian simply grinned then took her hand, "Ready?" He asked, and when she nodded he lead he out to the parking garage.

Taylor was waiting by his Bentley, opening the back door he nodded to them, "Sir, Ma'am." Ana smiled then got into the backseat as Christian followed. The drive wasn't very

long, much to Anas relief, and she was pleased when Christian held onto her hand for the duration of the drive. That had to be good.

Pulling up outside an all white brick building, Taylor parked and helped her out with Christian following. Ana looked at the sign on the restaurant, it read : La Bella's. She was

pleased to see he had taken her to an Italian restaurant, that was her favorite.

Christian gently placed his hand on the small of her back and navigated her inside.

An aroma of fresh bread and garlic filled their nostrils as they entered the building. Christian walked right up to the hostess stand where a small brunette girl, with a long tight

pony tail stood.

"Hello Sir, how many will be dining tonight?" She asked politely.

Christian smiled, returning the polite tone, "I have a reservation. Christian Grey."

Ana watched as the girls eyes went wide and she began to look frazzled. "Oh, yes Mr. Grey," the girl checked his seating chart then hurried to grab two menus walking around

the stand. "This way please." She said, as she lead them through the restaurant.

The place was filled entirely. Seattle's elite sat at every table, except for the one that they were lead to, which was in a very secluded part of the restaurant. The booth was