"Shit!" He grabs her before she hits the ground and hoists her into his arms, carrying her into the car. He holds her head against his chest and strokes her back gently. Anastasia Steele, what am I going to do with you? She comes to in the car and she looks up at him.

"What happened?"

"Whiskey"

"How long have I been out?"

"Not long, you passed out as we were leaving… You could give me some warning when you're going to just collapse you know" he says with a smile. "You had me worried"

"Sorry" she says getting out of his hold and sitting up straight in the car.

"You okay?" Just let me hold you for a little longer. Your skin is so soft. She nods before putting her head in her hands and sighing. "This is why I don't drink a lot" They come to a stop and she gets out attempting to stand up on shaky feet and falls a little into him. "You really you're alright?" he asks as he laughs at her

"Shut up" She says trying to gain some composure in case there were paparazzi outside lurking.

She beelines for the elevator with him right behind her. "Where's the fire?" he asks as she's stabbing the PH button for "penthouse" forcefully.

"Going to puke" she says breathing deeply in and out.

His eyes widen. "Just keep breathing" he says. She stumbles out of the elevator and walks into the suite and within minutes she's taking off for the bathroom and spilling her guts into the toilet. She tries to hold her hair back herself, when she feels a hand in her hair and one rubbing her back. "Just let it out"

"Oh god, I'm dying"

"Maybe that'll teach you not to drink your weight in Jameson"

"NOT THE TIME FOR A LECTURE" she says as she starts dry heaving. "Christian it hurts, make it stop" she whines.

"Wish I could, Princess. Sadly you have to ride it out"

After about 30 minutes of throwing up, she brushes her teeth and basically crawls to her bedroom. He gets her water and Advil and tosses her a shirt to sleep in.

"Do you need help?"

"Why Christian Grey are you trying to catch a glimpse of me naked?"

"Uh no, I could just go to a newsstand for that."

"Jerk. The magazine isn't that bad"

"Okay Anastasia." He says in a sarcastic tone. She pulls her dress off revealing a very cream colored barely there lace bra and something that looked more like dental floss than underwear. Her toned flat stomach and legs were now engrained in his brain. What he wouldn't give to run his tongue over every inch of her. God dammit. No Christian.

"You're staring" she says as she pulls her t-shirt on and climbs into bed. Because you're flawless. He thinks to himself. Oh shit. I am so screwed. "Mmmm, night Christian"

He smiles to himself as he cuts off her light. "Night"

He's sitting on the couch as Lisa and Kate come in completely obliterated with Matt right behind him.

"Oh you're awake! Where's Ana?" Lisa slurs as she sits down very closely to Christian.

"She's asleep, so keep it down" he says as he moves away from her slightly.

"It's still so early!"

Kate sits on the love seat in the room and eyes him warily. "So, how was your night" she asks with a hidden meaning.

"Fine." She narrows her eyes at him completely unconvinced that nothing was going on.

"Kate, I thought you said you were tired" Lisa says giving her a look that said "Go away"

"I got a second wind" giving her a look back that said "No"

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Lisa says grabbing her hand and pushing her into her bedroom. "What's up? Stop being a cock block! Do you want him or something? Because I so called dibs first".

"Are you crazy? No, but… it's Ana's security"

"So?"

"I mean shouldn't you ask Ana if it's okay first before you go tossing him your panties" she says folding her arms.

"I did! I totally did, she doesn't care. Now what's your deal?"

"You did? When?"

"Yesterday, when we got here"

"Oh… well maybe you should check with her again… you know just in case"

"What? No that's stupid. I want him now. Now you stay in here and don't come out again, unless you're on fire!"

"But-"

She sprays on some more perfume and goes back into the living room. "No buts, in here Kate, I mean it. As many times as I've played wingman for you, you owe me Kavanagh." She goes into the living room to see him still on the couch. She walks to the kitchen and grabs a bottle of wine.

"Want some?"

"I don't drink when I'm on duty."

"Oh come on, she's safe and sound. And Matt does all the time"

"I'm not Matt"

She pours a glass of wine for herself and leaves the bottle on the table. "So tell me about youuuu" she says with her eyes clouded with lust. He couldn't do this. Ana had asked him this same question a day before, and it sounded so different from her. Not loaded with innuendos.

"You should get to bed"

"Are you coming with?"

"No"

"If this is about Ana, she won't care, promise"

"It's not about Ana" Well it is, but not in the way you're thinking

"Then what's it about? You do know there's a line of guys on any given night that would kill to be in your shoes"

"Then you should probably find one of them"

"Oh don't be like that" she says coyly as she tries to run her fingertips down his chest.

He grabs her hand immediately before it could get to his "no go" areas. "Don't."

She narrows her eyes at him. "Ugh" she scoffs "Ana is right you do suck." She scowls as she retreats to her room.

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The next morning she wakes up feeling like a car had run her over only to find Kate in bed next to her.

"Don't you have your own bed?"

"I do, but my room is right next to Lisa's and her and your security guy were shooting a porno last night. Honestly Steele I thought you two had something going."

"What?"

"I even told her to talk to you first, but she said she did. I don't know I guess I didn't know the whole story."

"I'm too hungover for this shit, what are you saying? Lisa and Christian hooked up?"

"Hooked up? That's an understatement. I'll be surprised if the girl can walk today. How did you not hear it? How did the whole hotel not hear it?"

"Enough. I get it." She was fuming. Pissed, angry and- remembering bits and pieces about last night. "SHIT." Between her hangover, this new information and telling Christian about her sex dream, she was feeling very nauseous. She bolts to the bathroom and throws up again.

"You okay?"

"FINE!"

"Alright, I'm going back to my room"

"No wait!"

"What?"

She throws up again and comes out, "Are you sure it was Christian?"

"I mean yeah, Matt went to bed, and we had a conversation about it. She wanted to do it." She looks at her and tilts her head to the side. "I knew it"

She feels her eyes well up with tears and swallows them down "It's fine"

"Shit, Steele. Why didn't you say something? Tell her no. She said that you said you didn't care!"

"I didn't think I cared!"

"What changed?"

"I don't know. Doesn't matter now" she says putting her arms around herself, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

"You know Lisa, it's just sex. It didn't mean anything, you could still—"

"No, Kate"

She gets in the shower and immediately the tears flow. Okay Ana, one good cry and we move on. That can't be right though. Even if he didn't feel what I felt in the bathroom… Ugh the bathroom. She smacks her head. Word vomit at its finest. I specifically asked him not to hook up with her… does he not care about my feelings at all? I thought… Maybe Kate is wrong. Christian doesn't seem like the kind of guy to do that. There's no way. He held my hair, and took care of me. So NOT like a bodyguard. I've gotten sick with Matt hundreds of times. He's never—UGH! And I got damn near naked in front of him and then he fucks my friend? NO. Fuck that.

About an hour later they were all meeting in their suite for breakfast, and she was interested to see how Lisa and Christian acted around each other and her. Lisa was definitely sporting an attitude towards him. Everything he said, she had a response or a snarky comment to come back with. She rolled her eyes every time he spoke and even mocked him. Lisa is generally polite so this only meant one thing. Something happened. And Ana was LIVID.

"I need to do a sweep of downstairs before you guys go out" Ana continues to look down at her food, causing Christian to wonder. She's barely looked at me all morning. Come on; let me see those blue eyes. "Ana?"

She looks up with him with her signature doe eyes that all but melt him. "What?" It appears that she is annoyed but he can see something in her eyes that he can't quite place. Sadness, perhaps?

"20 minutes, and then you guys can go, Okay?"

"Okay" she says softly. He eyes her oddly. Surely this can't be about last night. She has to know, that I can't—But god do I want to. Maybe she remembers things and she's embarrassed.

"Sheesh, I thought he would never leave!" Lisa groans. "I'm going to go get my shoes"

"Want me to just ask her?"

"No"

The guys go off to have their day of strip clubs and more strip clubs, while the girls go shopping and walk around the strip. Ana is actually having a good day despite how it started, and is officially putting everything behind her. Starting something with her security would never work anyway. Mark would have a cow and her dad—well that's another story. They're having lunch when a man approaches their table.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you ladies. I'm Jack and I'm here with two of my friends, and we had to say that you three are undoubtedly the three most beautiful women in this restaurant."

Lisa giggles "Well isn't that sweet, care to join us?"

The guy smiles, locking eyes with Ana "We'd love to"

After a few hours of talking they exchanged numbers with the promise to meet up before they left. Jack pulls Ana aside as they stand outside of the restaurant.

"So can I see you tonight?"

Smiling up at him. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy. 25. Charming. Lives in NYC, Upper East Side. Accounting. But oh so boring. "If you're lucky"

He laughs at her "You're so feisty, I like that" She could feel Christian's eyes boring into her so she decided to put on a little show. She sunk her teeth into her bottom lip and then ran her tongue along it. His eyes darkened and he ran his finger across her lip "You're trouble too" he winks at her. "I've got to jet to a tee time. But later?"

"You have my number" Odd. She thinks. My lip didn't tingle, like when Christian did that. No, stop. No thinking about Christian.

"Are you done?" Christian quips as she walks by him and towards her friends that had walked into a nearby store.

"What?"

"Never mind"

"What are you judging me? For flirting? That's rich coming from you"

"What does that mean?"

"You know exactly what it means Christian"

"Actually I don't, and I don't speak crazy, so how about you break it down for me"

"Did you just call me crazy?"

"If the shoe fits"

"You're an asshole. Just leave me alone. For good. You know what, you're fired" she says angrily.

"What?" he asks staring at her confused.

"You heard me, when we get back to LA, get your shit out of my guesthouse and go"

"Is this about last night?"

"I asked you to not do one thing. ONE. And…" She turns away from him to collect herself. She refused to let him see her cry.

"Ana" he says reaching out for her.

"NO."

She turns on her heel and walks faster to meet up with her friends so that he wouldn't engage her anymore. She felt him behind her but she hoped the "don't fuck with me" aura she was giving off was enough to leave her alone.

The rest of the day was terrible for both of them. He couldn't get her alone to figure out was wrong with her and she couldn't get visions of Lisa and Christian out of her head. It was driving her crazy. They had arranged to meet up with the guys that they had met at lunch much to both Christian and Ana's chagrin. But Ana was always a good wingman even if she was slightly irritated with Lisa. Stop it, Ana. You told her you didn't care.

"You look sensational" Jack whispers in her ear. "What I wouldn't give to be able to peel you out of this dress" She blushes and giggles into her glass of wine.

"Well someone is presumptuous"

"I'm sorry, just… wow"

After two more hours of flirting, Christian had enough. He sees her get up to go to the bathroom and decides now is the time. Finally! Dear God any other time, the girl has to pee every 20 minutes.

He does a check of the bathroom and sees that there's someone in there. Of course

"I need to talk to you" he says.

"Too bad"

"Anastasia. We need to talk. So either you come willingly, or I drag you by your hair."

"Fine. Talk"

"Somewhere more private."

"If you're going to tell me you're sorry for sleeping with Lisa, save it. I don't care" she says flippantly, throwing a lock of hair over her shoulder.

"WHAT? Is that what this is about? You think I slept with her?" The woman finally comes out and he pushes her inside and locks the door behind them.

"Don't lie to me"

"Ana-"

"And you're staring at me and Jack so fucking hard… What the hell is your problem anyway? I don't know if you're just jealous or crazy or what but—"

"Oh for the love of God, shut up!" And with that his lips connect with hers. She tries to push him off of her but he tightens his grip around her waist with one hand and holds her hands above her head with his other hand. Fuck me, she tastes so fucking good. He runs his tongue down her neck and sucks at the space behind her ear making her moan out his name. He pulls away from her much to her annoyance and stares into her eyes. "You're so beautiful. When I saw that guy touching you… it made me crazy, Ana."

She looks up at him with sad eyes "You didn't sleep with her did you"

"Of course not."

She sighs. "Matt must have gone to her room later in the night and Kate didn't know. Where were you? How come you didn't know?"

"I did a sweep around 3 and then went to the gym, maybe they were finished by the time I got back"

She nods. "I'm sorry"

"For?"

"Everything. Being mad at you… firing you" she giggles. "Last night"

"Ah yes, last night"

"Don't be an asshole about it"

He cups her face, rubbing his thumbs back and forth across her cheeks "I haven't been able to get you out of my head since I met you. Although you make me crazy, I spend a good amount of my day trying to stop myself from thinking about all the things I want to do you. And then you and that guy— "

"He doesn't mean anything. I wanted to make you jealous… I was so pissed about you and Lisa" She blushes slightly and bites her lip. "And just what do you want to do to me anyway?"

"Everything"

She clenches her thighs together to try and stop the pulsing between her legs. "Take me back to the hotel"

"Now?"

"Yes, now"

A/N I know, terrible place to leave ya, but I didn't want to make the chapter too long. And now we can get to the good stuff! I'm already working on 5. (I have a job and a life I swear, I'm on a mini vacation, so don't expect me to post this frequently all the time!) Thank you so much to all the follows and favorites, it means a lot to me! :)

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