Apov

I'm on my lunch break and looking through the wanted ads on my phone, hoping to find something I can afford. I really liked living with Kate but once she started dating Elliot Grey and they became serious, I knew it wouldn't be long... And it wasn't. He proposed, asked her to moved in with him and they are busy planning their life together.

I couldn't afford a place on my own so they were kind enough to allow me to stay with them in one of the spare bedrooms. Needless to say, I felt like the third wheel. They were quick to assure me their relationship status, moving in together and getting married soon, wouldn't affect me, and it didn't.

Not until Elliot's brother Christian moved in with us.

That is why I'm looking for a new place. Christian Grey. Seattle's biggest manwhore. He's not shy about it either. He's one of those sexy guys that knows he looks good and knows women want him. Well, not all women, I don't want him. It frustrates him that he can't have me too, so instead of laying on his charm, he's switched to a new tactic.

Annoying the fuck out of me!

I don't know much about Christian, we don't really talk, only through passing and when he's trying to sweet talk his way into my bed and into my panties. The answer is always no. What I do know about him is, I know he dropped out of college with the hopes of starting his own company but his parents, mainly his father, wouldn't give him his inheritance without his college degree and he refused to go back. Now, he works at his brother's construction company.

My phone ringing brings me from my thoughts of my obnoxious roommate.

Realizing I need to get back to work before I'm late, I pack up everything and answer my phone as I do.

"Anastasia Steele." I answer professionally since I didn't check the caller ID to see who it was before answering because I was looking at roommate ads online.

"Hey, Ana!" A very bubbly Mia Grey cheers.

Mia is the baby sister of Elliot and Christian. I also met her through Elliot and she's quickly becoming a great friend. Kate is still my bestie and always will be, but I find myself hanging out with Mia more and more. Especially since Kate started planning her dream wedding.

"Hey, Mia." I'm just as cheerful as I walk back to SIP. "Sorry, I'm on my way back to work, can I call you later?"

"Actually, I only need a sec." One thing I've learned about Mia, she's a speed talker. "I was just calling to see if you wanted to hang out tomorrow? My friend Lilly and Sean invited me to this club opening. I don't want to be a third wheel and they said I can bring whoever I want... You are the first person I thought of to join us. You can come over early and we can hang out, go shopping or swim if you want, before we get ready to go to the club."

"Sounds great." I tell her as I reach SIP's doors. "I'll see you tomorrow, I gotta go."

"Okay, awesome! Laters!"

"Laters?"

"Heard it from Christian." She explains with a giggle but I just roll my eyes at hearing his name.

"Of course. Laters." I say anyway and hang up.

I guess I'm going out tomorrow night and hanging out with Mia before we go.

It'll be nice to get away from my home life though during the day. At least I wont be around Christian, but he's usually never home on the weekends anyway. He's too busy with his favors of the month, actually his flings don't even last that long because I've never seen him with a girl but I know he's with them.

I'm just glad he doesn't bring them home because our rooms are right next to each other and we share a bathroom that separates our rooms. Instead, he goes to their place and does the fuck 'em and dump 'em thing and then skips out before they wake up the next morning. I always hear him come home at the ass crack of dawn, doing the walk of shame and showering off the night before. He even does this during the week but he claims it's from going to the gym.

Ugh. Just thinking about Christian has put me in a sour mood.

I shake it off and head to my desk.

~..~..~

Thank goodness it's Friday. It was a long day at work but I finally made it through the week and tomorrow I'm hanging out with Mia. I'm not much of a club goer, but it's fun to hang out and be young for once instead of the responsible young adult I am. I wasn't really a party-goer in college, I was more concerned with my studies. Kate and I did attend a few parties here and there, but I wasn't wild.

I'm the first one home, everyone usually arrives around the same time and we each take turns making dinner. When it's Elliot's turn, he convinces Kate or me to make dinner; he'll buy us gifts or whatever if we do. Christian is just lazy and orders pizza or Chinese when it's his turn. On weekends, however, since we're all doing our own thing, we usually cook our own meal, go out to eat at a restaurant, or order takeout.

I've got nothing better to do tonight since I'm staying in, probably the only one who is, so I'll just cook dinner for us. If there's leftovers, I'll just put them in the fridge for whoever wants them.

My plan tonight is to sit at home and watch something on Netflix, probably something starring Jamie Dornan. I have a huge crush on the guy. That is, until Elliot pointed out the fact that Christian looks like Jamie Dornan when we all watched The Fall one night. That quickly dampened my fangirl moment I was having that night and made Christian all the more pleased with himself.

He even went as far as to say, "You could pretend I'm this Dornan guy, baby, I wont mind." Complete with Irish accent.

Bastard.

Once I'm changed into some yoga shorts and a tank-top, something comfortable since I'm likely to be home alone tonight, I head to the kitchen to begin cooking. I'm thinking a chicken stir-fry sounds good and it's easy to make if I'm eating alone or I could make extra and save it for whoever wants it for lunch tomorrow since I wont be here.

I hear the door open and then Kate yell, "I'm home!"

"In here!" I shout so she'll hear me in the kitchen.

"Hey." She puts her bag down on the island and sits at a stool. "You cooking tonight?"

"Might as well," I say as I gather all the ingredients I'll need. "I don't have any plans tonight, but I am going to hang with Mia tomorrow," I let her know, "I'll probably stay with her tomorrow night too."

"Let me change out of my work clothes and I'll help you."

"Okay," I'm happy for the help.

I love cooking with Kate every since she wanted to attend a cooking class so she could be a better wife and homemaker. It was fun and we learned a lot.

"Are you and Elliot staying in tonight?" I ask her, hoping for a movie buddy.

"No, we're leaving right after dinner." She picks up her bags as she tells me. "He wants to go to see this movie that just came out, some Rainbow, Randbow, I don't know. So we're going to see whatever action-packed thriller that is, I don't even remember the name, and then after that, I'm forcing him to watch a romance movie with me."

She grins mischievously and then runs off to change.

I giggle at her and then start preparing dinner.

"Katie, I'm home." I hear Elliot come in next.

I'm suddenly very alert, feeling this weird tingling sensation run through my body.

Christian usually rides to and from work with Elliot since they live together, unless Christian takes his motorcycle, which he didn't today. Just ignore how observant I am with his transportation. Which also means he comes home when Elliot does.

I listen for an extra set of footsteps, but I don't hear him.

Soon, Elliot's tall frame comes into view.

"Hey, Ana." He flips his blonde curls as he enters the kitchen. "Have you seen Katie?"

"She's getting changed." I let him know.

I almost want to ask about Christian but I don't want it to seem obvious that I'm asking about him. I wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea of why I'm asking. I don't even know why I'm so curious. Instead, I look behind Elliot expecting Christian to walk through next even though I didn't hear him come in the house.

But he doesn't.

It kind of makes me feel relieved and disappointed at the same time. Strange combination.

"Great." He grins. "I'll just go check on her."

I roll my eyes and giggle when he wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

"I'm sure you will."

"Hey, you wanna come with us?" He asks before he leaves the kitchen.

My eyes widen at the suggestion.

"What?" I squeak. Is he suggesting what I think he is?!

"We're going to a movie tonight and-"

"Nope." I interrupt him before he can say anything more, thankful that I got it wrong and knowing he'll want me as a buffer.

Kate already told me the plan and he wont want to see the romantic movie. If I go, he'll have an excuse to get out of seeing it. He'll say us 'girls' can watch it together and then he'll go off and do 'manly' things. Been there, done that.

"Really? Cause Christian wont be home tonight, you'll be here all alone and I wouldn't want you to-"

"Nice try." I interrupt him again. Though I am pleased to hear Christian wont be here to bother me tonight.

"Damn." He grins. "Alright, well, if you change your mind."

"I wont." I reassure him with a smile.

He leaves the kitchen and heads towards their bedroom.

Knowing it will be awhile before I see either one of them, I begin my task of preparing dinner for the three of us by myself.

I grab the vegetables and start washing them off in the sink.

I feel someone behind me but I don't pay attention. It's probably Kate coming to help me with dinner, though I thought they would be busy for awhile. Maybe it was just a quickie.

"Damn, baby." I jump when I hear Christian and feel him brush up the bottom hem of my shorts as he fondles my ass.

"Don't touch me!" I growl at him as I roughly push his hands away from me and back away.

"I can't help it when you wear shit like that." He smirks as his eyes fuck my body. "Damn, girl, you have fine ass legs. And your ass... Mmm."

"Why are you here?" I ask him, annoyed that he's bothering me, as I turn off the sink.

"I live here."

I roll my eyes at his cocky response and put the veggies on the cutting board. I grab a knife and begin to chop.

As I do this, I notice he's not wearing his regular jeans and GREY CONSTRUCTION T-shirt he usually wears to work, and he's also not wearing his work boots. He seems to be dressed casual though, nothing fancy.

"Elliot said you wouldn't be here." I tell him. "I'm sure that means you have a... a date."

"Not really."

I instantly stop chopping, seconds away from calling Mia and asking her if I can come over now instead of tomorrow.

"Don't get your panties in a twist," He says when he see my reaction to his plans, stealing a piece of the green pepper I just chopped as he jumps up on the counter to sit near me. "I'm still going out, just not until after dinner. And it's not a date."

"What, you don't wine and dine them anymore?" I go back to preparing dinner.

"Them?" He asks, grabbing another green pepper.

"Your flavor of the months." I explain as I work on another pepper.

"Huh?"

He pops the green pepper into his mouth and chews much too slowly and dramatically than needed. It makes my eyes go straight to his mouth. He has perfect lips, they look so... Kissable, okay, I admit it, his lips look totally kissable. No wonder he doesn't have any problems getting laid, the man looks like Adonis himself. Even a girl that wants nothing to do with him can't help but notice how incredibly attractive he is.

On their own accord, because I certainly did not allow them to, my eyes travel slowly down as I look at the way his shirt fits him just right, snug around his biceps. His sleeves are rolled up so it shows of his strong forearms, and the veins popping out... my god I never knew I was an arm girl and I know if he were to show me what's hiding under his shirt, I'd be an ab girl too.

"See something you like, baby?" He ask with such cockiness as he smirks.

"Oh, don't play innocent," I turn away from his body, his very distracting body. "The naïve look doesn't suit you."

"What look suits me, Anastasia?" He makes his voice sound husky and his eyes even darken as he looks down at me.

"The women you hook up with," I decide to explain what I mean and ignore his innuendo. "You don't take them out to eat before you fuck them?"

"Ouch." He grabs his chest playfully like I hurt his heart by saying this.

I just roll my eyes and turn my back to him, continuing on with my task of cooking.

"Well, to answer your question honestly, I do. But it's been awhile and this one has been, 'wined and dined' as you put it."

"So what," I glance over my shoulder at him. "You don't go all hearts and flowers once you've been in their bed."

"It's not who I am," He admits. "I'm not a romantic and I don't do the girlfriend thing."

"So you fool them, trick them into thinking you actually care about them and then once you've got them where you want them, you no longer court them?"

"Court them?" He laughs at the word I've chosen to use.

"Pursue, date, whatever you want to call it. You no longer woo them."

"It's all about the thrill of the chase." He smirks. "I like a good challenge."

He jumps down from the counter and stalks towards me like I'm his prey.

I drop the knife I was using and back up as he comes closer to me, bumping into the counter when I can't move anymore.

He has me trapped, cornered between the counter and him.

I swallow hard as I hold onto the counter behind me and look up at him. We're just barely touching.

"It's why I find myself drawn to you." He licks his lips as he looks into my eyes. "You don't fall at my knees when I walk into the room. You don't bat your pretty lashes at me, push out your breasts when I'm near, or flirt with me. You're not even interested in being with me just once. And you would probably tell me to go fuck myself if I said jump while other chicks would simply ask, 'how high?'. You're different, Anastasia."

"So you want me," I clear my throat when my words come out sounding all weird. "You want me because I don't want you?"

"That's not why I want you, Anastasia." His voice sounds so deep, masculine, and his eyes are a dark grey. I can see the desire he has for me in his eyes, the lust behind them. It's making me feel strange things deep inside my belly. Things I've never felt before.

"Why?" Call me curious but, "Why do you want me?"

I hold my breath and my body tenses as he reaches up and puts some of my hair behind my ears.

"Because-"

Kate and Elliot can be heard coming closer, laughing and joking with each other. They come into the kitchen still oblivious to what's going on, unintentionally and inadvertently interrupting Christian.

Christian moves away from me and grabs an apple out of the fruit bowl as he makes his way out of the kitchen like nothing happened.

I move away from the counter and as I do, I notice my panties are damp and my nipples are hard.

What the heck just happened?!

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