I feel color flush to the apple's of my cheeks as I quietly thank the room for it's darkness to conceal my dismay. Why can't I touch him there? I slow huff passes through my lips, my hand slowly finding my hip as I pop it out with a sense of attitude. "Why?" I am curious because I can't understand a valid reason as to why I shouldn't be able to touch him wherever I please. Does this have to do with Elena? Was that something intimate they had shared and he felt I couldn't fill up her shoes?

I sigh, taking a step back from him. My hand fiddles with the wall awkwardly until I locate the light switch. Finding my clothing I shuffle back into it as my gaze settles on his once I am finished. I see a hint of sorrow. For what I am not sure. That I am now clothed? That I touched him? I can't tell. But whatever the case I am no longer in the mood to feel his hands all over me. I'm being stubborn. I know. There must be a reasonable excuse as to why he paused our engagement. Neither of us speak, only stare. I feel it's me who should be the first to break the silence that is buzzing around the room.

"Fine. Don't tell me." Scoffing, I shove my hands into my jeans and glance around his bedroom. It's not decorated much as he's only been in town a few days, I'm assuming. Though every item in the room is unique and somewhat interesting. I step towards the dresser as I tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear, peering over at him as I notice he has a family picture up. "You all look really happy." And rich. Very, very rich.

"That's Elliot, my brother. And Mia, my sister. The Grey's adopted all of us." He finally speaks.

I wish I could drown out his voice because all it does is captivate my very soul. So desperately I want to continue with our session from earlier. But I feel slightly as if I was rejected. It's taking time to build my courage back up. I glance once towards my watch and realize tomorrow at school I will be beat tired. However, staying up late with Christian Grey isn't a horrible reason for a lack of sleep.

"That's nice of them. Weirdly you all kind of look alike." I'm trying to make conversation, because otherwise the silence will fall on us again.

It works.

"You think so? Hmph..never gotten that reaction before. Typically they want to know where our biological parents are. Mia doesn't know, Elliot doesn't care. And I think I'm a good combination of both." I feel like he's lying a bit about that. I think he does know, perhaps he just doesn't want me to know.

"Sometimes I feel like an orphan." I laugh, because I don't want him to think I'm being serious. Even though I am. A druggie mother whom is hardly around, and if she is I almost wish she wasn't. "Mrs. McGuire is really who I consider family. Well, and Kate."

A grin curves at the inner corner of his mouth. I don't realize but I begin to chew on my bottom lip. I can't help it - his smile does something to me.

"Ah, yes. 'Laters, baby,' girl." His hand comes forward which has me somewhat thrown off as to what he will do. His thumb extends and plucks my lower tier from my teeth's grasp, which causes another blush to grace my features. "Do you have any idea how often it is you do that?"

I shake my head no.

"I don't want you to do it. It makes me want to be that lip."

This is when I turn away from him and look over some other pictures hung on the wall. I don't know what to say. I know what I want to do, but that's also off the agenda for the evening.

"You're doing it again, Anastasia.."

I mumble profanities at him underneath my breath which has me smiling slightly towards him. "I think I should go to bed. It's been a really long day.."

Such a gentlemen, like always, he leads me next door to the spare bedroom and helps me into one of his tshirts which hits mid thigh on me. Soon I am being tucked in between the sheets and he places a solo kiss to my forehead. I sleepily peer up at him as my hands clutch the top of the blanket.

"Sweetest dreams, Ana. I will see you in the morning."

With a click the light fades and I am in the dark, left to dream of Christian Grey.

A/N:

Short chapter, I know! I'll post at least one other before the day is over.

Guest/Sarah - I'm glad you like it! I have a passion for writing so I enjoy to get things out when I can. Glad you're a fan of the story. :)

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- A.