Thank you for all the follows and favorites.. not to forget the reviews. So… I have opted to write about dejavu and here it goes.. I have set up pintrest board titled 50 Shades Dejavu.

Why am I even thinking about Christian Grey… I must be nuts.. gosh. Most of the passengers are asleep and I decided to read a book. I can't tolerate another wet dream!

While serving breakfast, I meet Christian Grey again. ' Your breakfast sir…' he smiles… a cynical smile. I wonder what he is thinking.

'Thanks Tasha… can you please get me some plain water.'

'Sure sir..'

After fetching his water, I got myself busy with the lunch. There is no much difference between first class and business class meals. Two of us, Monica and myself started serving lunch and we have another six hour before landing.

'Tasha! We have three days at San Francisco…. Have you got any plans?'

'Hmmm… I am not sure.. I am not in the mood to shop…'

'Stop it Tasha… you are following me… we are going to have fun!'

'I got to go… a passenger is calling.'

'Mr Ting, how can I help you.'

'Ammmm I want a cup of tea… hot.'

'Sure sir..'

I walk back to the kitchen to fetch the tea.

'What he wanted?'

'Hot tea… I think he is from Hong Kong.'

'Nah.. Singapore… he lives near me… womanizer.'

'Monica!'

'Hahahaha… umm I have something to do now..'

We got busy attending to passengers but Mr Grey has been quiet. He never called me after breakfast. While walking pass his seat, 'Mr Grey… is everything fine with you?'

'Oh.. yes Ms Tasha… can I get some white wine?'

'Chilled?'

'Yes…'

'Sure sir.'

And after the wine and lunch… he just kept to himself. Maybe I am over – reacting about him. It is just a stupid static and dream. I should get over it. He is beyond handsome to be single and available. The weather is in favor that we are landing according to schedule.

'Thank you for flying with Singapore Airlines…' I have to repeat this to all 8 first class passengers as Monica wanted to assist passengers from their seats… yeah that little prick… she would try to sink her claws on every successful man.

'I want to marry a rich man and settle down.. I don't want to slog my whole life like my mother!' was her exact words.

'See you around Ms Tasha. It was wonderful to have you around.'

'Urmm.. .Thank you Mr Grey.' And how can he see me around. I am flying out of Sanfrancisco in two days time.

A group of us walk out of the airport. We are checked into Westin Hotel which is close to the airport. I just want to retire for the day as the rest wanted to go clubbing. It is so not me.

'Nope.. I am not coming.' I said firmly and I am glad that the room is facing the bay. Thankfully they have given up on me and decided to go ahead with their plans. Now time to soak in the hot bath and enjoy my book.

All air hostess are walking to Wastin… I am sure Tasha will be stationed there too. There is some attraction which wants me to get close to her. She is Asian… stop your nonsense Grey! She won't be interested. You have a sub and why are you going after another? Just shut up!

I decided to hang out in their lobby bar. Almost an hour later, the group of air hostess walk out but Tasha was not with them. Where is she? I requested for a room – executive suite and waited for the room. While waiting at the lobby, gorgeous Tasha walks to the dining wearing a white dress with a tiny green cardigan. She has a natural beauty and a very beautiful smile. I guess for dinner. That is my chance!

I walk into the dining because I am too lazy to walk out. I have been to San Francisco like umpteen times and I am bored of this place. I would be nice if I can explore a new place. Darn Singapore Airlines… I wonder when they will change my route.

After choosing my seat, I started my dinner and suddenly, 'May I join?'

I look up and it is the gray eyes of Mr Grey!

'Urm..sure…' what else can I say. He sits opposite me and the waiter comes to take our order.

'I will have steak, medium rare with vegetables and wine. Pinot Giorgio.'

'Certainly sir… and ma'am?'

'I will have fish and chips with vegetables and fresh orange.'

'Anything else sir? Ma'am?'

'No thank you.' We said in unison.

I place my book on the table and Christian note the book.

'Pride and Prejudice? Very deep…'

'I love literature.'

'You are a Singaporean?'

'I have US citizenship but I am living in Singapore my entire life.'

'oh.. Why in Singapore?' he looks surprised. I felt I owe him an explanation.

'My dad is from US and he was working in Singapore when he met my mom. They decided to give birth in States for the citizenship but we resided in Singapore.'

'I see… interesting. I am Christian Grey. I live in Seattle.'

'I am Anastasia Steele.'

'Anastasia… beautiful name for a beautiful woman. You don't look American though..'

'My mom is a Chinese Indian mix. So that explains my look.'

'Exotic..'

It sounds more like exotic creature. There is something eerie about him. His gaze is intimidating.

'So Anastasia… tell me about you.'

Huh… why should I?

'Erm… please call me Ana…and why do you want to know about me?'

'You are different, Anastasia.'

'Different meaning?'

'Different.. unique… interesting.'

'Thanks.. There is nothing about me that is unique or interesting.'

Our dinner arrives. I have lost my appetite to eat.

'Why were you in Hong Kong?'

'I am trying to close a deal in Asia. They are based in Hong Kong.'

'What do you for living Mr Grey?'

He smiles… secretively and finally he replies, 'I own a business in Seattle.'

'Oh… and why are you still here?'

'My flight to Seattle is tomorrow afternoon, so I think I am stuck here with you.'

What the hell?

'I believe you will find something to fill your time.' I smirk. 'Are you a frequent flyer with Singapore Airlines?'

'This is my first time… it is pretty enjoyable.'

'Glad you liked it.'

'Do you have plans to migrate to US?'

'No Mr Grey… I am happy in Singapore.'

I am almost done with my dinner and the more I hear his voice… the wetter I am getting. I need to get out of his penetrating gaze and this dinner is getting very uneasy.

'I have to go, Mr Grey.'

'What is the rush Ms Steele?'

That is a first… I have never been addressed as Miss Steele. In Asia, we are always called with our given name instead of family name.

'I have to make calls back home.'

'Dinner is on me Ms Steele. '

'Don't trouble yourself Mr Grey.'

'It's my pleasure.'

Christian pays the bill and he walks with me to the elevator. I press 11 and he presses 21 – suites… that should cost a bomb. In the elevator, I can feel electrical charges are charging between us and I peak through my lashes and I notice he is smiling. Thank god my floor comes quickly.

'Thank you for the dinner Mr Grey.'

'Thank you for the company Anastasia.' And the door closes.

Phew… I hurried to the room and drop myself on the bed. He is so intense. After changing into my night gown, the phone rings. I wonder if it is from the room service.

'Hello?'

'Anastasia…'

Oh Dear… Christian.. .How did he?

'How did you find out my room?'

'I am a man of all means.'

'What do you want?' I tried not to sound irritated. He was our customer in a way.

'Can we meet for breakfast tomorrow?'

Huh… what the hell?

'I have…' and he cuts me off…

'Before I leave… can I meet you for breakfast?'

His voice is soft and seductive and it sound very erotic.

'Fine..' I replied softly.

'See you at 8.' Those words were filled with unspoken promises.

'Eight.' And I hang up. Why did I agree for breakfast? What is he doing to me? He has been in my dreams.. he has traveled with me.. we had dinner and now breakfast? My phone rings and it brings me back to earth.. Oh dear… I have forgotten to call!

'Hello Karti!' My...

-To be continued-

Any guess who Karti is?