Chapter 4
"Mr. Grey, welcome to Windsor's, how many in your party this evening sir? Asks the blond pixie cut hostess with so much black eye shadow on its hard to even see her dark brown eyes.
"Two, and I would like a quiet table" I say glancing at Anastasia. She looks very uncomfortable; I can see she feels she doesn't belong here. How wrong she is; she must not be used to people treating her right.
"Of course right this way sir." And she leads us to a small private dining area reserved for VIP and celebrity customers. We take our seats in the rich brown leather booth. The room is covered with dark maple wood and ornate carvings. The lights are dim and floor is made of polished stone.
"Christian or err I think I'm really underdressed, this place looks very upscale and very expensive are you sure they serve burgers here?"
"You may call me Christian, Anastasia and I've already told you how lovely you look. Don't worry about the price just order whatever you like please" I half smile at her. I thought women like to order the most expensive stuff on the menu. I know when I go out with Elena she always goes right for the best. She looks nervous again and she's biting her lip at she reads the menu.
"Have you decided what you'd like for dinner?"
"I think I'll just have some soup" she frowns. Oh I can see I've made her uncomfortable. She's not used to this but she needs to get over this quick.
"Soup, that's it?" I ask appalled and she nods. "Anastasia do you eat steak?"
"Yes, sometimes" she whispers and looks up at me lost. The waiter comes over to take our order. I just glance at her big blue eyes and decide to just order for both of us.
"We'll both have the grilled 16oz Porterhouse medium with asparagus and a baked potato with butter and sour cream; we can share the Caesar salad, no anchovies and a bowl of Pear and Spring Vegetable Soup with crostini to start. Oh and bottle of the 07'Kapcsandy Cabernet Sauvignon Grand Vin" and I grin at her and she blinks rapidly as her mouth pops open while staring at me.
"Very good sir, I'll be back with your wine in a moment" and I nod
"I can't eat all that food that was very sneaky of you" she scolds me.
"I come here all the time, the food is delicious you'll like it very much Anastasia"
"Please call me Ana"
"Why?"
"I prefer it"
"You have a beautiful name Anastasia, I like it" and she bites that juicy fucking lip again and looks down. Time to find out more about her. We spend the next two hours eating, drinking and chatting. She has a love of books and is very intelligent. I already know she has a 4.0 GPA from the background check Welch emailed me earlier. She is very shy but sharp as a tack and lovely to talk with. She told me all about her upbringing and family. I am feeling like such a little fucking pussy I don't even have the balls to ask her about her past or current relationships but no time like the present.
"So do you have a boyfriend Anastasia?" I'm so intrigued by her, fuck me she is so beautiful. The more I look at her the prettier she gets. Her big blue eyes just sparkle and her sweet pale face and juicy pink lips are lovely. She gulps and looks at me. I like when she looks at me, she is very shy and has spent most of the evening either looking at her food, which she barely ate or staring at her knotted fingers. "You haven't answered me Miss Steele & please look at me I like to see your face"
"Um no, no boyfriend" she laughs. Why does she think that's funny?
"What's so funny?" I say serious and she pales.
"Oh I'm not laughing at you, it's me. It's just I've never had a boyfriend before" she says quietly and Oh maybe I was wrong; perhaps she's not interested in men.
"A girlfriend?" I ask curious, why waste my fucking time if she's not interested in some top grade dick right?
"No, I am heterosexual Christian, I just don't go out very much I mean with school and work I haven't had any time for dating" Hmm interesting, hopefully she doesn't have one night stand with college boys every other night.
"Miss Steele am I to believe you have never had a boyfriend before or are you saying you just casually date, no strings attached?"
"What? No! oh my gosh, you can believe what you want" she snaps affronted.
"I have dated men before but if you are insinuating that I'm some type of girl who partakes in one night stands? Then you are sadly mistaken " she whispers angry and she stands to get up. "I'll be going now"
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean it like that, please Anastasia forgive me, please don't leave" and she glares at me and stands with her arms crossed as tears flood her big blue eyes. Gosh I would love to spank over this table.
"Please I'm truly sorry Anastasia I can see how you would be offended by that" I say embarrassed but what does that mean? Surely she isn't a fucking virgin.
"Please sit down" and she sits reluctantly staring with her arms crossed like she's going to explode with anger.
"Just to clear up any confusion Christian" she whispers angrily emphasizing my name
"Not that it's any of your business but I don't get asked out a lot so therefore I have never even had a serious boyfriend or sex okay. I know someone as attractive as you cannot possible understand that, but it's true. I'm sure you have women swooning all over you. I am not a very good swooner and I'm a bit of a train wreck so I don't exactly have men throwing themselves at me. I'm 21 not 40 so I'm sure It will happen eventually. I'm not saving myself for prince charming I'm not that naïve" she hisses and I think I just choked on my wine. I'm fucking speechless. She's a virgin, this lovely sexy as hell woman is a virgin that's bizarre how can this be?
All I can do for the moment is nod mainly because I am in shock. I count to ten silently and compose myself. She thinks I'm attractive eh? Well she's right but underneath not so much maybe. She on the other hand is the loveliest woman I have ever laid eyes on. This is a game changer though. I have never slept with a virgin and I'm pretty sure after that she's not going to want have a contracted BDSM relationship with me let alone plain vanilla sex. I should just end the evening send her to a nice hotel deliver her belonging and have Taylor driver her home tomorrow. I can repair that VW and have it delivered to her.
No, no no fucking way can I do that I like her. Fuck! Fuck! This is crazy, of all the fucking women in the world this one girl, the only girl I have ever had this kind of attraction for is a sweet innocent virgin. Either I'm cursed or the luckiest guy on the planet.
Hmm a virgin... well it's nice to know she's a good girl I don't know many of those. I don't like the thought of some other man touching her or fucking her. I would like to be that man but I don't know if she would even consider me, I like her more than I should and I don't want to admit it. I don't really know how to do this dating shit. Fuck I need another drink. I fill my glass and hers and she is visibly relaxed now. I feel like I should say something after she said all that to me. We are just sitting here awkwardly.
"Would you like desert Anastasia?"
"You mean you haven't already ordered something for me Sir?" she grins. She has some little mouth.
"If you were my girl Miss Steele, I'd have to say that your little bottom would be sore for a good week or so with your smart mouth. You have a temper I see."
"Huh, what does that mean?" she smirks
"It means I would take you over my knee and give you a good hiding so you'd think before your smart little mouth went on a tirade again" and she gasps
"Well I guess, too bad for you and good for my bottom that I'm not yours" she snaps back. Oh god I want to fuck her smart mouth right here. I can't hide my amusement. I want her, game on baby.
"Not yet" I shrug, but she will be.
She is looking down again blushing bright red this time, I can see she likes my last comment I wonder if she's as turned on as me. She would have so much fun being mine. Oh the things I can teach her. Her body is so sexy, her face, her smile, that smart mouth. Christ, I fucking want her so bad. The waiter comes back and asks if we want dessert and we both decline. I hand him my card and pay. I don't want her to go to a hotel. I guess when we go back for her stuff I can ask her if she wants to stay.
"Thank you for dinner, it was really good even if you didn't let me choose what I wanted Mr. Bossy and I won't mention what you assumed my dating habits were" she arches a brow at me and my heart races with excitement. God she really is a little fireball"
"You are very observant Miss Steele. I can be quite bossy" I nod "and again, of course I'm sorry, that was awful of me to even insinuate that about you, my mother would not be proud of me for that" I smirk
"That's okay Christian, I'm sure you are but you are also very confusing. I have to admit you're hard to follow I think everything you said tonight has some kind of alternate meaning" damn she's so fucking on point, this girl is so right she has no clue how right she is.
"So should we get my stuff and I'll find a motel?" she asks. Fuck she wants to get away from me again. She practically bolted from my office this afternoon. Do I feign interest or do I beg her to stay? I am enjoying her company, she is intriguing. I don't want her to go.
"Since I'm driving you back tomorrow why don't you just stay the night in my guest room and we can leave in the morning" I ask very indifferently as I hold my breath and await her answer. Taylor is pulling up to the curb and she looks at me confused but doesn't answer. I open the car door for her and I can see she is thinking about it.
"Er..I guess if you don't mind, I don't want to impose." She speaks softly.
"It's no imposition at all, I asked you and I have plenty of room and several spare guest rooms."
"True, your place does have the room" she giggles. Yes it has the room and the playroom, oh fuck I'd like to put her over my whipping bench and spank the shit out of her.
"So what do you want to do tonight ?"
"It's Christian and I'm sure I can find something to keep us busy" I gently clasp her hand and she looks towards the window trying to hide her smile. It's going to be a good night.. I hope
to be continued...
