Chapter 4: Lightly Sweet Kisses

(Eugene's point of View)

While I attempt to focus my attention to the classroom in front of me, I can't help but glance every now and then at the lovely Ella Grey sitting beside my podium. Her dark grey eyes had captured my mind since our eyes met and all I wanted to do was study every move she made. The way she glows when she blushes when I embarrassed her with my remark on her see-through blouse, it makes my heart skip a beat. I pretend to lecture about what Socrates said, while I would try to make contact with her shy eyes, but she seemed dazed in her own daydream. Heck, I didn't care what Socrates said to Euthyphro, I wanted to know more what she was dreaming about.

As class ended with Vicki's interruption, I was quite annoyed, but grateful Vicki's annoyance allowed more time for me to get to know Ella Grey.

"Yes, we can discuss over the syllabus, but I only have an hour and 15 minutes," she said hesitantly.

She didn't let me buy her lunch; she insisted that she would meet at the cafeteria since she already packed lunch.

"Are you sure you don't want a fresh sandwich from the deli? I heard the chicken grill is really tasty."

"I'm good," she said in a very low quiet tone.

I walked her to my office, well it was Professor Kurtz's office, but mine to use for the semester. She walked very shyly the whole way holding on to the sandwich bag. I thought it was delightful that at this day and age a college student would still pack lunch.

I opened up my bag and searched for the keys that were given to me earlier this week, opening the door was a difficult task, there were at least 10 keys on that chain. As I struggled to open the door, she reached over very confidently for the keys, "let me help you." And just as easy as she said it, the key she chose first opened the door right away. As the door swung open, she walked in first, she seemed very familiar with the place, and I watched her movement. The more time I spend studying her face and body, the more I suffer desiring to feel her body with my hands. I wanted to slowly run my finger along her long neck and lay soft kisses on them. Stop it Eugene, she's still a student!

"So, the syllabus?" she said as she rolled her eyes at me. FUCK those dark grey eyes looks even hotter when she rolled them, giving them a bit of her girly attitude.

"Oh yes, the syllabus, well I was thinking I would like to add on a class field trip, outside the classroom."

Her mouth dropped open, "What? But why? When and where? I need to know, I have another job as well as 5 other classes that I'm taking."

"Well, that's why we are talking about it right now, so that you can make some adjustments."

"Hm..I never signed up for outside class time work," she said with uncertainly, I can tell that she was interested, she has to be.

"I'll pay you double when you aren't in the classroom. As well as when you are here during my office hours."

"WHAT? I have to do your office hours as well?"

"Well, I'm new here Ella, please consider it, I really need you to help me get accustomed to this new job," I said with grin.

She swept her side bangs to the side and then said, "Okay, but I need you to let me know when and where this field trip is going to be."

"I haven't decided yet. Are you free this weekend? How about, this weekend I can take you to a few places that I liked, and we can decide then?

She was quite shocked with my question and so was I. I have never taken such initiative to anyone before. Most of the time, girls are usually the one trying to get me to take them out, but today I am standing in front of this beautiful girl, who hardly knows how beautiful she is, practically begging her to spend more time with me. I have urges and desires to get underneath her skin. Fuck, I wanted her badly, and I want her to feel the same way.

She glared at me with astonishment with my open approach. "You are not asking me on a date, are you?"

"What difference would it make?" I said as I took a few step closer to her. I could hear her heart literally beating. I was a head taller than her, and with that advantage I could smell the sweet scent of her hair just right below my nose. Oh, I want her now, in this office.

"Well, if it is for work then yes, I am free this weekend and expect to get paid. If it is date, then I'm sorry but I am not available for you Professor Eugene Matthews," she said in one breath as if it took a lot of courage for her to bluntly reject me, then she took a few steps backward so that she can distance herself from me.

"Then it is for work," I said as I step quickly toward her and pull her body into mine. The books dropped from the shelf that she was standing in front of. That same rose blush appeared on her face again, and this time I couldn't help it. Slowly, I lean down, her eyes closed, and I did the same. I begin to lay delicate sweet kisses on her tender lips. Her lips felt amazingly soft and pure. She opened her mouth, and I took the invitation and kissed her deeply, licking into her mouth to taste her sweet savory tongue against mine. Just as our kiss was getting more intense, she pushed my body away. She stood there in silence and said, "I'm sorry, I can't." She quickly grabbed her things and out the door she ran. She didn't even give me a chance to ask why, she just ran away as if I was a sex predator, but I wasn't! I know she was into me as well.

(Ella's point of View)

I am Ella Grey, daughter of Christian and Anastasia Grey. Everyone envied me, they envied the house I lived in, the clothes I wore, the toys I had, but most of all they envied that I had the best parents a girl could ask for. I love my parents, they were beautiful and they were made for each other. Up until I was 12 years old, I admired their love for each other. Everything seemed to be so perfect, my mother worked as a publisher, and my father was successful business man, and although they were busy people, they always had time for each other, and definitely time for Ted and me. Their relationship gave me hope that one day I will find a man to love me the very same way my father loved my mother. And I still had that hope even after our family lost everything, even when things weren't the same between them. In my memories, my father always cared for my mother, even when they argued, mostly over money and well Elena Lincoln.

"Ana! How many FUCKING times do I have to tell you it was a set up! That she framed me!"

"You mean to tell me, Mr. Almighty Christian Grey was set up to be so drunk that he was laying naked with another woman in the very same bed that he shares with his wife?"

The door would slam and my father would walk away to the kitchen where he would pour some cheap hard liquor and drank while mother would sob in her locked room.

I don't want to believe that my father cheated on his wife, no way, but my mother was too hurt. Seeing my mother that way broke my heart, and I wondered how I would feel if my heart were to be broken.

James was my first boyfriend; I didn't date at all when I was in high school because I was afraid to be hurt. But James made me feel special; he approached me and showed an interest in me. We dated for 10 months without sex. However, when I decided to give up my virginity to the man I love, it changed our relationship, and it changed the person I was.

Thank you for reading, I hope this chapter answer some question about Christian & Ana Grey. Please review and follow if you enjoy everything so far! ;)