My room is dark when I pull my head out from under the pillow. My eyes are red and stinging from so much crying. I turn onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. How did I get into this mess? Less than a week ago I was perfectly happy, Anastasia Steele waitress living with her best friend. Now I'm a nervous wreck. The one man I have ever felt anything for happens to be more than a man. How can you stop an explosion with your back? Why didn't he kiss me? Was Kate wrong about the signals he was giving off?

I feel my phone vibrating through the mattress and I reach out grabbing it. Running my hand through my hair I answer it.

"Hello," I say the simplest of greetings as I can't be bothered with any politeness.

"Hi, Ana are you okay?" The words roll off his tongue. It's Grey. I sit bolt upright in my bed. He sounds tense and nervous. I want to go crazy and ask him a thousand different questions at once, but I settle for.

"Yeah. I'm okay thanks to you." I hear a sigh from his end of the phone. He is relieved.

"I'm so sorry I rushed off before." His tone is soft and gentle.

"It's okay. Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah don't worry about me. I'll be fine." The thought sends a spike of worry through my body. He is not fine now. I want to ask him what is wrong. "Your quiet." He states.

"Sorry. I just don't understand what happened back there."

There is silence for a moment from his end and then he speaks. "The important point is that your okay." How can he make that the important point? The most important point is how the hell he saved both of us from being two human kebabs.

"How did you..." My words trail off.

"You really should believe in magic." Wait he used magic to protect us both. My thoughts are jumbled up in my head as I remember the terrible thought of never seeing him again.

"I thought I would never see you again," I mutter pained by the thought again.

"You forget that I still want to have dinner with you." I gasp and I can imagine the smirk he has on those hot sexy lips of his.

"Really?" my heart begins to pound in my chest. He wants to have dinner with me I hug myself tightly trying not to drop the phone.

"Ana?" I lift the phone back to my ear.

"Yes sorry," I say trying to hide my happiness.

"I look forward to seeing you at my show this weekend. Until then." I manage to blurt out.

"See you then." Then the line goes dead. I drop my phone on the bed and stare at it, A large smile comes to my face.

I need a drink, I think to myself and head out into the apartment. Kate is sat on the sofa going through her notes. She looks straight at me as I walk out.

"Well, you look a whole lot better. Did a certain Mr. Grey sneak into your room while I was in the shower." I look at her puzzled. "Ana you looked dreadful before and now you're smiling again." I make a mock horror expression.

"Thanks." She gets up and follows me into the kitchen and leans on the small bar.

"So feel like talking about it?" As I reach into the fridge for a drink, I realize that she isn't giving me a choice there.

Sat on one of the bar stools Kate has been listening intently to me explain everything that happened after she threw the drink on James and then made herself scarce at the hotel. She hasn't interrupted me once. Which made me think at one point she wasn't listening to me however she wanted me to carry on. I take another mouthful of my drink as she sits there nursing her own cup.

"So that's everything." She nods her head smiling at me.

"So you wanted him to kiss you." I snap back quickly.

"That is what you got from that. The guy is flame resistant." Kate lifts up her drink.

"Well, he is hot." She takes a sip and I laugh a little. "So then you tried to kiss him?" I shake my head.

"No." She watches me careful.

"You said you grabbed him as he tried to move away. Why?" Damn, I let the piece of information slip and Kate is like a dog with a bone now. I feel a blush coming on and her mouth breaks out into a smile showing her white teeth. "Ha, I knew it. You did try to kiss him." I try to find a decent response to her comment.

"Well, we didn't okay." I throw back at her. She accepts it and give me a revelation moment.

"So that's why you ended up crying in the parking lot after he left." It dawns on me that she is right.

I thought I had been crying from what had just taken place and that I was sure I would never see him again. This whole time part of me was crying because he didn't kiss me even thought I wanted it with every fiber of my being.

I'm still letting the thought soak in when the news comes on the TV. It had been playing quietly in the background as we spoke. My eyes focused on the burning remains of the diner. The headlines under the reporter read. Downtown diner destroyed in an explosion. Kate glances over her shoulder checking to see what has my attention. Turning back to me.

"It's been all over the news for the past few hours." Oh god, my parents.

I race into the bedroom and look at my phone there seven missed calls from my mom and three messages and five more missed calls from my dad with four messages. Kate follows in behind me and sees the missed calls.

I hit autodial for my mom and spend the next twenty minutes trying to calm my hysterical mother down. She told me she nearly rang the police in San Diego to make sure I was okay. When I asked her why she didn't think to ring Kate, she told me she had lost her number. I gave my mom Kate's number again and managed the Herculean task of easing her mind. She lets me go to call dad, reminding me to put some ice on my bruised ankle. I completely forgot it was sore. That would be the lovely painkiller that is my thoughts of Christian Grey.

Less than a minute later and my dad answers the phone. He had begun making arrangements to fly down San Diego and check in on me. He is worried about his baby girl. I let him know that I'm fine and that he should get home to mom as she misses him. He tells me he will be in Seattle for at least two more weeks then he should be back home. After offering again to come down and visit me, I inform him that I really am okay. He hangs up a little bit later and I finally feel like I can relax after a stressful day.

I roll over in bed as I wake up. It takes me a moment to realize that everything that happened yesterday wasn't a dream. No, had it been a dream we would have kissed and it would have been magical. I flush at the memory of my dream from last night. He and I having a fabulous dinner together happily chatting away as I gazed into his gorgeous face. I knocked my wine glass and try to catch it leaning over and in a flash he has caught it and me. I'm under his body and he is on top of mine. It's the diner all over again, I'm staring up at him and he is looking down at me.

This time he presses his lips into mine hard. Then I woke up. Maybe I shouldn't sleep anymore. I feel my own dreams are teasing me with something I can't have. I climb out of bed in my flannel Pajama's and slip into the bathroom to refresh myself. I stalk into the apartment and find Kate is already up. Back from her morning jog. In jogging bottoms and a sporty jogging top that shows off her stomach. Her iPod still strapped to her arm. She is looking at the computer as I step over softly to see what she is reading.

The screen is filled with Christian Grey. Three pictures and plenty to read in the article. My eyes gaze over each professional picture. The first a close up of him, just his face as his hand holds a deck of cards fanned out. Checking out his gaze I feel any women would need a fan to calm them down. His eyes are beyond any grey I have ever seen. The second is him in front of a massive window staring out at the San Diego skyline wearing a black suit. He looks like the ultimate gentleman. It's then I spot the set of handcuffs hanging from his hand. The final picture is him holding out a rose. The colours are in black and white apart from the blood red rose and those deep grey eyes. I shiver at the thought that runs up my spine. My inner devil has finally returned and is taking pictures with her phone of them. Kate looks over her shoulder as I see her close another window.

"Good morning. How are you today?" She asks casually.

I figure she is quietly testing the waters of my mood as I'm now without a job after my place of work blew up. I silently thank myself for listening to my dad and kept some savings in an account.

"I'm doing okay. I wish I could go back to sleep." I reply.

"Are you still tired?" She asks looking a little bit more worried.

I can't help but think of my lovely dreams of him as my inner devil slips under her blanket and closes her eyes, anything to see him again. I decide to distract her. I'm not really in the mood to let Kate in on my dreams. She would go to town and have a total field day on sorting them out.

"So what are you reading?" I ask to distract her.

"An interview with Christian Grey. Do you know he is crazy wealthy." She answers back.

"Well, he did leave a ninety dollar tip." Kate carries on like I haven't even spoken.

"He likes to keep to himself. Never tells anyone how he does his tricks. Even other magicians don't know. He comes from a small family. Has been doing magic from as early as he can remember. And Ana he lives in San Diego." The words stop me dead in my tracks.

I was just about to ask if it says how he is flame retardant, but the thought disappears. He lives in my city? I had not even realized that he could have been touring and would disappear in a few days. Now I have hope, long loving bittersweet hope that I will hopeful see so much more of him. Kate pulls me out of my thoughts as she smiles.

"I sent the picture of him to your phone. You know that one." She points to the one that is him holding the rose. It's so beautiful and he looks so handsome as always. "You could put it as your phone background. You're welcome." Her grin widens.

The mailbox opens as a few letters come through. As I'm nearest I move to collect the letters. I flick through them. Three letters in total. I hand Kate her one and only letter. It's a phone bill that she laughs at the amount. It shows how much she likes to chat. The first letter addressed to me is a rejection reply from San Diego zoo. It's apparent that they don't have the money to afford any new animal carers. I drop it down on the table as my eyes focus on the last letter. The beautifully written handwriting is looking back at me. It's the same handwriting that is on the card he gave me. It's from Christian. I open it carefully before pulling out the contents. There is a folded letter and a brochure. I open the letter and read it.

Ana

I very much look forward to meeting you again.

As my next show is in San Francisco I took the liberty

of putting you and your three friends up in the hotel

I will be staying in. I do look forward to our meet

this weekend. Have a safe journey.

Grey

I reread it again. I'm going to be staying in the same hotel as Christian Grey. I can't deny my excitement as I look over and Kate looks from the letter up to my face. She has read it, I can tell from the infectious smile spreading on her face. She grabs my arm.

"We need to pack. Ana pack light I have a few things in mind for you." She looks down at my clothes. "No flannel pajama's. If I have anything to say about it, you will be sleeping el natural." She jumps up and charges into her room. I just go to complain about sleeping in the nude and then I realize she means with Christian. The blush rises quickly as I rush off to pack.

(Well it appears she hasen't seen the last of Christian after all. Anyone got any ideas of what he could be? Maybe the next part will be a little bit hotter. please lets hear your reviews. An follow or favourite my story so I know your enjoying it. Thank you also to my two guest reviews on the last chapter. Even though I cant reply to you i'm grateful for your reviews. Thanks. SJamesW.)