Chapter 9

I wake up with a pounding headache. It takes a few minutes to get my bearings and then I look over and see Christian Grey sleeping peacefully beside me. I look down realizing that I am wearing one of his t-shirts. Dear God No! I am in his bed with him and in one of his t-shirts. What did I do last night? Please tell me this is not the way I lost my virginity. That's just perfect, I have been deflowered and I don't even remember it. Where are my clothes? I have to get out of here. I quietly get out of the bed, find my clothing slip it on and head to the door. As I exit the bedroom I can't help but admire what a beautiful man he is. Damn, I wish I could at least remember him touching me. My cheeks flus and my body respond to the thought. Stop it Ana, he's an ass. Just pretend it never happened, which should be easy since you can't remember a damn thing. Moving quickly, I locate the front door and without stopping to see the expansive space I slip out and head to the elevator. As it opens I am greeting by a striking brunette, dressed impeccably (strangely she looks similar to me…WEIRD!) and staring a whole straight through me. I am not quite sure what I have just walked into so I choose to take the high road and be overly friendly.

"Hello, how are you? My name is Ana. Lovely day today isn't it?" I say hoping to disarm her stare.

"Hello to you. Lovely for you maybe, my name is Charlotte. Would you mind explaining why you are leaving Christian's apartment dressed like a $2 whore?" I feel like I have been verbally bitch slapped. "Uuuummm," is all I can manage.

She never takes her eyes off me as the elevator closes. Well that was AWKWARD! I wouldn't want to be Christian Grey when she comes at him with all kinds of questions. I have plenty of those for him myself, but right now I have to figure out where I am and find my way back home. Thank God there is a cab sitting right outside the large white building with the word ESCALA printed above the expansive glass doors. I hop in without looking back and give the cabby my address. He looks knowingly at me and heads toward the ocean. I sink into the backseat feeling I may just die of embarrassment. First experience with sex and first walk of shame, check and check, good job Ana.

Christian

I am jolted from my finally pleasant sleep with a slamming of a door. I sit straight up in bed and look over to see that Anastasia is gone. That must have been her leaving. Shit! I was hoping to wake before her and explain what had happened last night after she passed out. She probably thinks that I took advantage of her. I need to find her and explain…first I need to call Flynn and get an appointment so I can have my head right when I speak to her. I locate my blackberry and dial.

"Hey John, I need to see you as soon as possible. No I can't discuss it over the phone. 1 hour that is perfect see you then." I hang up and then hear more slamming of doors.

I know that it is not Taylor, he would never be so abrupt. I am stricken with fear, trying to remember if I locked the playroom after Charlotte left yesterday morning. How would I even begin to explain that room to Anastasia especially if she is thinking that I took advantage last night? She probably thinks I am a monster! I am, but I need to explain somehow, some way! I run out of the bedroom and am stunned as I see Charlotte standing in the kitchen, hands on her hips, rage in her eyes. On any other day I would be pissed at her for taking such a stance at me, but after last night and this morning's events I can only assume what she is thinking.

"Hello, Charlotte. Is there a reason why you are here on a Tuesday morning?" I say trying to disarm her without going into my Dom persona.

"Would you like to explain the brunette that I ran into on the elevator leaving here half-dressed and looking well fucked?" she is pissed and a little hurt.

"I can assure you that what you are thinking is not anywhere near the truth." As I am saying this all that I can think of is what Anastasia must have thought when she saw Charlotte. This is worse than I thought.

"Why don't you enlighten me?" She is teetering on rage

"Charlotte I don't have to explain myself to you. All you need to know is that in no way did I break our contract and what you saw changes nothing between us." I say it hoping to convince myself

"Well Christian I came here hoping to make some changes to our contract." She is walking toward me with passion in her eyes. "Have I not pleased you over the last 10 months?"

"You have ?

As she stalks closer to my body I am getting more confused. What is she getting at?

"Get to the point Charlotte!" I am impatient now. I have an appointment with Dr. Flynn and I need to get her on her way.

"I want more Christian. I am falling for you. I love your dominant persona and I want to love the rest of you too." She is trying her hardest to convince him of her devotion. She reaches up and touches his chest.

What the hell is she saying? – she wants more. Why does it always come down to this? I have always explained to these women that I don't do more. Is she trying to touch me? Please do not touch me, don't touch me….shit she touched my chest.

"Get your fucking hands off of me" I scream!

She is taken aback and has fear in her eyes. All I can think is good, I want you afraid. Be very afraid. If I didn't have a standing appointment with my shrink about this fucked up head of mine in less than 30 minutes I would beat the living shit out of you. Get control Christian, you don't have time for this.

I am yelling, "Damn it! I went over this. I do not do more. I don't do girlfriends. I don't do hearts and flowers. I FUCK and I dominate Charlotte! We had a good thing. That is over now. I am leaving and I want you gone for good by the time I get back. Consider our contract null and void."

As I storm away toward the door I can hear her run toward the guest room sobbing. I hate that I have hurt her, but this is who I am and it is better she know and be afraid so she will never have the desire to touch me again. I cannot guarantee I wouldn't hurt her badly if it happened again. I may have to pay for a double session with Flynn today. I have a lot of shit to get worked out.