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Ana POV

I think I got around two or three hours of sleep, besides Face Time and exchanging texts with Christian, I finally fall asleep sometime around four, at least I think I feel asleep.

My alarm startles me and I jump out of bed, I'm so excited for my first day at the bookstore. Christian didn't understand why I was so keyed up about working at a book store.

I explained to him about how I'm quite obsessed with books, especially old ones.

"I don't understand why anyone would want to read if it wasn't for school," he told me and I started laughing.

Toward the end of our conversation, we got pretty honest with one another and I told it that books were my escape from life and then he told he it was sailing and rowing that are his escape from reality. And just as I thought he was going to open up more to me, my phone was about to power off and my charger cord wasn't long enough to talk and charge at the same time so I had to say goodnight. I think I found my way in, I just hope that he lets me in one of these days.

My dad offers to drive me to work but it's not raining so I decide to walk so I can stop and get a latte on the way. Dad said this was the perfect weather for fishing with this buddies and that he had his weekly poker night so I shouldn't expect him home until real late so I would be on my own for dinner.

When I arrive at Emerald City Books, I find the door is unlocked and then I look back at my watch to discover that I'm 15 minutes early, I am such a nerd.

Burt arrives shortly after carrying two big boxes which I assume is the new inventory.

"Part of me didn't think you would show," he says pulling the keys out of his pocket and tossing them to me to unlock the door.

"Why not?"

"Let's just call it a hunch."

During the day, I learn a little more about Mr. Burt Thornton. He's 68 and is wife Estelle opened the store back in 1987 passed away about three years ago and his three adult children all live out of state now so it's just him and the store. One would think that would make you depressed, but not Burt. He loves his books and his customers and the neighborhood.

"So, what do you think, do you really want to spend every weekend here with me?"

"Does that mean the job is mine?

"It's yours if you want it?"

"Of course I say and run and give him a hug."

"Well, you're welcome."

I walk home and can't believe that I haven't looked at my phone all day and I have a few missed calls from Mia and my mom and Christian texted me asking what time I wanted him to pick me up.

"How was your first day?"

"Fantastic."

"I've missed you today, anything in particular you want to do tonight."

"Yes, I want to cook you dinner."

"Really, you know I can take you anywhere you want to go."

"I know, but I want to do this, so please say yes."

"Yes."

"Great, I will see you in an hour."

"Can I bring anything?"

"Just yourself and I will do the rest."

Christian POV

I just wrapped up another intense session in the weight room when Ana calls me and informs me her plan for the evening. As much as I love the idea of Ana cooking me dinner, I would be lying if I didn't want to spend the evening with her and Mr. Steele. That's not very romantic.

I shower at the gym and stop at Ballard Blossoms for flowers. I have no idea what I'm doing. I've never bought a girl flowers before, so I let the florist create something, I hope Ana likes it.

I pull up to her house and notice that there isn't a truck in the driveway. I try not to get my hopes up, for all I know it's probably in the garage.

I knock on the door, but no one answers. I can hear very loud music inside so she probably didn't hear me, so I try the doorbell and just wait. I give up and just try the door and it's unlocked so I let myself in.

No wonder Ana couldn't hear me, it's deafening in here. I walk toward the kitchen to find Ana in the kitchen with her back toward me and she is dancing as she fixes a salad a think. I could just watch her just like this. She is shaking her ass to the beat of the song.

"You scared me," Ana says as she turns around and sees me standing in the doorway and her face turns bright red.

"Sorry, I knocked but you didn't answer, obviously. These are for you and I hand her the bouquet and take her face into my hands and kiss her. Ana grabs me around the waist and really gives herself over to me completely. I push her up against the refrigerator and pin her using only my hips. I take my hand and run it through her beautiful silky hair. I kiss her neck and I can here Ana's quick intake of air and she moans a little. I am so turned on right away and I know she is too. I take my other hand and run it down the side of her body and she arches her back in response.

"Christian," she breaths.

"What do you want?"

"I think my cake is going to burn."

I step back and laugh.

That wasn't what I expected her to say.

"Sorry," I say and let her free so she can pull the chocolate cake out of the oven. That smell is amazing, but even more so I want Ana so bad right now.

"Here sit down," she says putting the flowers in water and placing them on the table.

"These are beautiful, thank you so much. No one has ever bought flowers for me before."

I really find that hard to believe. Ana is unbelievable why wouldn't someone buy her flowers or take her out.

"I hope you like this, I didn't know what you liked or didn't so I made my favorite, chicken Marsala."

"Sounds and smells delicious."

Ana changes the music to something that is more suitable for dinner and takes a seat across from me.

"Where's your dad?" I ask.

"Out and he won't be back for several more hours," she says and smiles.

Oh, what can I do we ever do for a few hours, I have ideas.

"This is incredible, you are an amazing cook," I tell her. I was hungry but I don't' want to look like a slob as I shove it into my mouth.

"Thank you; cooking is another outlet for me. My mom is not much of a cook so I learned from watching cooking shows on TV.

She seems to have a lot of outlets in life.

I just stare at Ana after I finish dinner. She eats very slowly and it's actually a major turn on. Part of me thinks she is doing this to me on purpose just to tease me, but I have a feel she has no idea what's she doing and that's even more of a turn on.

"Can I help you with anything?" I ask as she finishes her last bite.

"You can clear the table while I ice the cake."

"Did you know that chocolate cake is my favorite," I say as Ana starts to decorate the cake. I step back and watch the master finish her masterpiece. Every motion seems to have a purpose.

"A little birdie might have told me," she turns and smiles at me and then she bites her bottom lip.

Shit.

What I can do to that mouth. I shake my head and think straight but it's all I can focus on.

"How about a quick taste," I ask and take a quick swipe of the chocolate icing on my finger.

"Wait," Ana says and blows me away by licking the frosting first off my finger.

Did that just happen? I can feel my mouth open in surprise.

"I had to make sure that tasted okay first," she says licking her lips.

"So did it pass?"

"It's sweet," she says and I know she doesn't mean the frosting.

That's about all I can take.

I turn Ana around so she fully facing me and set the spatula down and pick her up. Instinctively she wraps her legs around my waist so tight that I will have to pry them from my body, but hey I'm not complaining.

I walk back toward the living room and sit down the couch and Ana nearly attacks me as she brings her mouth to mine. She moves her hands in my hair. Oh, this feels unbelievable. I move my hands down her back and then to the hem of her shirt.

I wait for her to move my hand, but she doesn't stop me so I take that as my cue to keep going. I slowly pull her shirt up revealing the bottom of her white lacy bra. Ana sits back on my legs a little to let me finish taking off her shirt.

Wow, she is gorgeous.

I can feel her hands shake and she tries to pull my t-shirt up so I give her some help and pull it off.

"Okay," I ask and she kisses me so I again take that as my green light.

I skim my fingers across her chest to her back to unclasp her bra, but then I feel Ana tense up. I know she won't tell me no, but I know to stop and wait till she feels comfortable so I just continue to kiss her.

Trying to get comfortable I adjust her on my lap when Ana hands slip from my shoulders to my chest and then I freeze.

"I don't like to be touched there," I say and grab her hands and then pin them to her sides.

"And you aren't going to tell me why are you," she says leaning back so she can see my expression.

"It happened a long time ago and I don't want to bore you or to feel sorry about me."

She understands not to push me further on the subject and starts to kiss my neck.

I don't know if she's ready to go farther. I'm just letting her to take charge.

Then we see a bright light light up the room.

"Shit, it's my dad."