12:15am

Ana POV:

"Any chance I can convince you to forget what you've just heard, Ms. Steele?" Christian asked me, unable to look at me... what was so damning about what he said? You would have thought he had just confessed to murder.

"We're back to Ms. Steele now, are we?" I ask him not missing his return to formalities.

He didn't answer me but remained silent.

I let out a sigh, "Are you embarrassed, Mr. Grey, that you've let slip you have a daddy kink?" I boldly ask.

"A what?!" He asks offended.

"You know when you get off on pretending to be someone's daddy, even administering spankings... I assume thats what you meant by telling me I wouldn't be able to sit, tell me do diapers make an appearance in your role play as well?" I ask teasing him.

"They most certainly do not, and I do not have a fucking Daddy kink, I am a dominate you stupid woman!" He lashes out at me.

A dominiate? huh...

"What like BDSM?" I ask.

"You know about BDSM?" He asks surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Grey believe it or not women watch porn too, I have seen the particular search category." His eyes bulge out of his head and I break into giggles he looks so adorably horrified.

Christian POV:

Is this woman trying to kill me? First she has the nerve to suggest I like to have women or even men parade around in diapers and call me daddy, then she just plainly admits to getting off on watching pornography?!

Never in my life has a woman confounded me so, its infuriating how many paradoxes she is filled with.

"Does that surprise you Mr. Grey, that a woman could take responsibility for her own orgasms?"

"No, I am quite aware women have the means to scratch a certain itch, but it is certainly not the same as being with a living breathing man, of feeling the sweat of another, exchanging panting breaths, the smell, it's an experience best enjoyed with a partner, the solo approach may get the job done but it won't be anything memorable, nothing that will have you wakening up in the middle of the night trying to catch your breath. Tell me Ms. Steele, has a man ever possessed you so that you awaken in the middle of the night calling his name?"

I don't know if I was trying to challenge her or arouse her, shock her like she had me, it was like we had unwittingly started a tennis match, and it wouldn't be down to me that the game ended.

"No Mr. Grey, has a woman ever had such an effect on you?"

"Never." I admitted, "But as I already told you I am a dominate, I don't do the girlfriend thing."

"what do you do then, escorts?" I grinded my teeth at her question, she was a worthy opponent, I'll give her that.

"No, they are called submissives." I tell her.

"And how does a submissive differ from an escort?"

"Well for one thing I don't pay them." She raises one skeptical eyebrow at me.

"You can put that eyebrow down I do not pay for sex."

"I believe you" She says coyly

"Your tone implies you don't, and I do not appreciate it, I don't have to explain myself to you."

"No of course not, but you spoke of such erotic passion, and yet when I asked you admitted you hadn't experienced it yourself, which leads me to think this whole dominant thing is about control."

"Obviously its about control, that is implied the submissive takes great pleasure into relinquishing all control over to me her dominant."

"I mean control of yourself." She shocked me with that... I suppose it was about controlling myself, Jesus this woman could give Flynn a run for his money.

"Well done, you've solved me Ms. Steele, I covet control in all things even within myself."

"Sounds very dull." she remarks and my palms are getting very twitchy with the most challenging woman god ever created and if that wasn't enough then the universe decided to have a great big laugh and stick us in an elevator together.

Ana POV:

Christian was breathing hard, like a caged animal, not in a threatening way where I felt unsafe but in a way that had me concerned I might have pushed him too far. It was going to be a long night, especially if we kept going like this.

"Christian." I said gently, hearing me call him by his first name again got his attention,

"I'm sorry," I tell him sincerely, "I didn't mean it to sound as tho I was judging you, I just... well I find you fascinating."

"Yeah well I'm not some animal in a zoo for you to gawk at." He says still sore at me.

"No, not like that... may I just help but you mind at ease, Andrea had me sign an NDA before coming here tonight." That got his attention.

"How?" He asks confused.

"Never underestimate how resourceful my sister can be, she called for a Dr. Trevelyan-Grey who was on call at the hospital who got in touch with a Carrick Grey esq. She knew I might see some sensitive materials and although she trusts me completely she knows you are very particular about those you trust and she respects that, she respects you. Anything we discuss here tonight I will never repeat to anyone, not even Andrea. I promise you Christian Grey, I may talk too much when I am nervous, and I may have an annoying habit of challenging people I believe need challenging, not to mention have a sportmans like love for stimulating verbal debates but I would never let any of that eclipse my core morals and principles. All your secrets are safe with me Christian, I promise."

Christian POV:

And there she had done it again, she had completely befuddled me, she had escaped any expectations I thought I had nailed her down with, she was an ever changing puzzle, an unsolvable rubix cube I feared I would never be able to put down.