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CHAPTER TWO

We pull up outside of SIP. I am instantly nervous. How will she look? Will she look happier of my absence from her life? Taylor looks in the rearview mirror at me. I think he's as nervous for me as I am for myself.

"Mr. Grey, would you like me to wait outside for her?"

I nod. Come on Grey, get it together. I look out the window and stare at the front entrance. My body stills. Rage, Anger, Hurt, and probably about a million other fucked up emotions run through me at once. I see her. My Girl. Standing next to a creep you I assume is her boss. " Jack Hyde." I mutter to myself. Taylor ushers over to her and she briefly glances back at her boss. I cant tell you right now, when I find the time, which I WILL make, I'm going to know everything there is to know about this fucker with eyes on my girl.

I stare at my girl once more and notice that she has lost weight. I swear, if it's from me, I'm going to combust. If it is, it shows she's had as much as a hard time as I have. She walks towards the door and Taylor helps her in. I still when I see her. I scowl, not knowing why. Am I pissed at myself? You bet. But I instantly place the blame on her. My own defense for not wanting to put the blame on myself.

"When did you last eat?" I snap. Too harsh than what I needed to.

"Hello, Christian. It's nice to see you, too." Her smart mouth makes me what to bend her over my knee and spank her. I still from it, due to her leaving me over it. I try to calm myself, but my eyes tell a different story.

"I don't want your smart mouth now. Answer me." Cool it, Grey. Make her leave your dumb ass again.

"Um...I had a yogurt at lunchtime. Oh-and a banana." She looks down avoiding my gaze. I intimidate her. I hate that.

"When did you last have a real meal?" Still my tone comes out harsh. I can't help it. I care for her so much and to know that I actually did this to her...If I could die right now, I would. Ana turns towards her window and begins to wave. Suddenly my anger is back and blazing more than it did before. Before I ask the question, I already know the answer.

"Who's that?" Another acid tone escapes my lips. God damn it, Grey. Pull yourself together.

"My boss." She says while slowly bringing her eyes to meet mine. I know my face is hard and cold, but my heart is telling me to be more gentle. This girl makes me turn into puddy on the inside, but I am too dumb and too much of an egotistical jerk to let my emotions even relevantly show.

"Well? Your last meal?" I say while breaking out of my thoughts.

"Christian, that really is none of your concern." She said matter of fact. I am astonished of her bravery and trying to put her foot down to me. Maybe I need it, but I'm not backing down now.

"Whatever you do concerns me."

She groans at me and rolls her eyes, then I narrow mine at her. I can tell she wants to laugh and for the first time in a while, so do I. My face softens and I struggle to not go over there and trail kisses from her lips, all the way down to her neck.

"Well?"

Her eyes drop and she whispers. "Pasta alla vongole, last Friday. I close my eyes and I regret everything that's happened all over again. I can't manage to even look at her right now. Fearing that my own tears, tears that I haven't shed in a long time, will surface. "I see. You look like you've lost at least five pounds, possibly more since then. Please eat, Anastasia." I lightly say to her, which I'm sure as it comes out as a scold. She moves her eyes down to her lap. Her fingers are knotted and she looks uneasy. I move towards her and sigh. "How are you?" That's such a dumb question, Grey. You know how she is. You killed her. This is your fault.

She takes a deep breath, "If I told you I was fine, I'd be lying."

I inhale sharply and let some of my emotions break through this rock hard wall of mine. "Me too." I say while taking her hand. I feel her jerk and then tense up. Fear fills my eyes.

"Christian, I-"

"Ana, please. We need to talk."

"Christian...I...please...I've cried so much." She whispers and my heart breaks. I can see her tears start to fall. Is this what I reduced her to? A shell of her former self? I broken girl that's trying to be strong?

"Oh, baby, no." I said while tugging her hand and pulling her upon my lap. I wrap my arms around her and nestle my nose in her hair. "I've missed you so much, Anastasia." I hold her closer to my chest and she finally gives in. She lays her head on my chest, and I tighten my hold on her. I kissed her hair over and over. She smells of vanilla and strawberries and my favorite smell of all-Her. For a moment- I let myself believe that I didn't hurt her and every thing is right with us. I hold her for as long as I can, because after tonight, she could easily walk out of my life and never want to see me again. She's my home. If I wasn't the way I am, I would have told her sooner. I can tell her, because she might think my words are empty of any meaning, but I can show her and I will.

A few minutes later, Taylor pulls the car up to an industrial building. I look down at Ana. "Come, we're here." She stares back at my with wonder in her eyes and slight confusion. "Helipad-on the top of the building."

I sure hope she loves riding in Charlie Tango, because I'm pulling out everything I know to try and get my girl back. Taylor opens the door and Ana smiles at him. I'm instantly jealous. I could have actually punched my head of security in the face without any guilt. They exchange a few words while I round the car.

"Keep it, Miss Steele, with my best wishes." She blushed at him. She actually fucking blushed at him. Are you kidding me? I reign my anger in and quizzically at Taylor. He straightens himself and returns my gaze. That bastard won't give anything away, that's why I hired him. He's top dog, but Ana is MINE.

"Nine?" I say to him while still staring.

"Yes sir." God damn it, I know he's got a soft spot for her, but he'll never admit it. I nod at him, willing to let this go for now. I grab Ana's hand and interlock my fingers with hers while I pull her through the foyer. We reach the elevators and I press the call button. Elevators. Ana. Me. oh god. The doors open and I usher her in. I take a deep breath, the doors close, and I see her. Actually see what she's doing. She hiding her eyes from mine. She looks up, I glance down and talk about an electrical charge between us. All I want to do is push her against the wall and kiss her. Kiss her like there is no tomorrow and lose myself in her. I want to feel her skin against mine and hear the way she says my name...Stop it, Grey. I know she feels it too. The look on her face, the blush, and the shaking of her knees. I'm a mess myself but, I try to contain it. A half assed attempt to me, but I try.

"Oh my," She gasped as I look at her with hunger. I'm starving for you Ana. Literally on the edge of starvation if I don't get a taste of her...

"I feel it, too." My eyes never leaving hers. Desire pools dark and deadly in my groin. I clasp her hand and graze her knuckles with my thumb, and I can see on her face, that she's longing for me to be inside of her. Then she does it. She. Bites. Her. Fucking. Lip. If I'm not rock hard, I am now. My breathing shallows. "Please don't bite your lip, Anastasia." I whisper at her. She wants me. I want her. Here, now, in the elevator. I'm at her fucking mercy.

"You know what that does to me."

The look on her face after my statement proves that she knows what she's doing. And she's doing it fucking well. The doors open, breaking the spell of longing between us, and we're on the roof. Within minutes we take off and head out on Day One of making it up to her. If my demons don't fuck this up first...

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