Chapter 11

Ana pov.

Christian helps me unstrap from the seat and then he tells me to wait a minute, he gets out of the helicopter and comes around to my side opening the door. He offers me his hand and I take it blushing a little bit as I climb out, we duck down and make a dash for the elevator to get out of the chilly air. The doors close behind us and Christian presses the button for the 3rd floor, my stomach does that sinking feeling when the elevator starts to descend. Despite my insecurities there's a tension in the elevator that makes me blush more and bite my lip, thankfully the doors open relieving the tension a little bit. I feel his fingers taking hold of mine and he leads me out the elevator into the restaurant and to a table, a small reserved sign along with a couple of menus are placed in middle.

I sit on one of the chairs and Christian sits opposite me and smiles, he hands me one of the menus and frowning I look inside. I skim the items on it trying to find something small to eat because I'm still getting used to taking care of myself, I decide on a bowl of soup and put my menu down nit bothering to look at drinks because Christian knows more about wine than I do.

"So what are you ordering" He asks me.

"Uhm I'm just going to have a bowl of soup" I say knowing he's not going to let it slide.

"Ana you need to eat more than that please" He says giving me a stern look.

"Christian I'm really not that hungry" I try to protest.

Before our conversation can go any further a waitress approaches our table, the minute she sees Christian she bats her eyelashes at him. I resist the urge to roll my eyes as she's all over Christian not even hiding the fact that she's flirting with him, shit am I jealous why am I jealous. She pulls out a pen and notepad and asks what we're ordering completely ignoring me, Christian orders a bottle of fancy sounding champagne and then to my horror orders two chicken pasta dishes for us both.

"Christian I'm not that hungry honest" I say once the waitress has walked away.

"Ana sweetie I promised to help you heal and help you start taking care of yourself and eating falls under that so please try to eat" He says.

I sigh deeply in frustration even though deep down apart of me knows he's right, we stare each other down in a battle of wills but his eyes are intense and I look away biting my lip. We sit in silence until the waitress returns with our champagne and carefully pops the cork off, she fills each of our glasses and I'm annoyed to see her eyeing Christian again. She finishes filling our glasses and leaving the bottle on the table she disappears again.

"I think our waitress likes you" I say.

"Miss Steele do I hear a hint of jealousy" He asks smirking.

"Not at all why would I be jealous" I say trying to brush it off.

He doesn't answer but instead smirks more making me blush bright red, the tension in the air is returning making my body heat up but our food arriving is a welcome distraction. Even though I complained about what he ordered for me I start to eat it just to stay in silence for a minute or two, I finally look up from my food to see Christian smirking at me victoriously. I roll my eyes at him making his narrow with a warning in them, damn every time I think I have my attraction under control he does or says something to set my fire on body again.

"How's your food Anastasia" He asks me.

"It's good" I say.

"Good it's nice to see you eating Luke told me you don't eat much I hope to change that" He says.

"And so far it's working Mr Grey" I say huffing a bit.

"And I get to see that cute pout of yours" He says.

I huff more making him chuckle and we continue eating until we've both finished our meal, I turn down his offer for dessert and he asks for the bill. His eyes never leave mine even though the waitress is still trying to get his attention anyway she can which makes me grin like an idiot at him, he stands from the table and offers his hand to me so we can walk back to the elevator together all the while the grin stays on my face.

"What ever you're on can I have some" He asks chuckling.

I giggle and blush but don't answer the question as we enter the elevator and begin rising back to the helipad where the helicopter awaits us, Christian once again helps me get strapped in to my seat and I sit there watching him flipping switches and pressing buttons to get us ready for flight. The feeling of rising into the air makes me beam brighter and I giggle as we start to move through the blue sky, before I know it we're landing on Escala and it's time to get out I feel a little sad because I was really enjoying the ride and Pilot Christian is kind of hot. We take the elevator to Christian's apartment and we're greeted by Luke in the foyer, I can't resist going over and giving him a hug in greeting.

He chuckles lightly and hugs me back before releasing me, he wishes us a good evening and I follow Christian to the living room where we sit down facing each other. I slide off the high heels and tuck my feet under me getting comfortable, I gaze into his eyes feeling my heart stutter and I look away hoping he won't see how I'm starting to feel for him. I can't let it in I can't be hurt again I won't survive it this time.

"So Miss Steele what shall we do now" He says.

"I don't know Mr Grey" I reply.

"I have an idea there's something I would like to show you" He says and stands.

I take his offered hand feeling a little bit confused as he leads me through the apartment and through a door into a dark room, he switches the light on and the first thing I see is a billiard table in the middle and some lounge couches nearby it. As I let my eyes scan the rest of the room I discover it's huge and it's filled with endless bookshelves, he has his own library with every book I've ever heard of in it. I could get lost in here for years and never get even half way through the volumes here, I skim the shelves running my fingers along the spines of the books. I feel myself falling in love with this room and never want to leave.

"Christian this is amazing" I say wandering around.

"I thought you might like it" I can hear the smile in his smile in his voice.

I feel his eyes following me around as I go around the whole room until finally coming back to the billiard table, I look at Christian with a mischievous look and pick a cue.

"Fancy a game Mr Grey" I say.

"You can play" He asks.

"Yeah a friend taught me a few years ago I think we should have a wager Mr Grey" I say.

"Oh really Miss Steele and what would you propose" He asks smirking.

"If I win you take me to bed" I say.

"And if I win" He asks.

"Then I'll let you help me and I'll try my hardest to get better and let you in I'll try for more" I say.

"You will" He says and I see his eyes fill his eyes with hope.

"Yes just please don't break my heart" I say.

"I never will that's a promise I will never break" He says.

"Well then Mr Grey lets play some billiards" I say giggling.

We work together to set everything up and bending over the table I hit the white into the others to break, the balls spread apart and a solid goes into a pocket oh this is going to be fun...