Once inside the main hall I check my phone. Made it and with five minutes to spare. I walk over toward the dining hall. The painkillers are finally starting to work which I'm eternally grateful for. I have ditched the saucy lingerie and picked my plain black underwear and black bra. I have put on a pair of black pants and a pale shirt. I managed to shower and tame my hair with a hair tie. When I step into the doorway I see him sitting casually at a window seat. My eyes are pulled to him like he is my own beacon. He is sitting there with a blue shirt on with black jeans. He is scrolling on his mobile phone. Maybe he feels my eyes on him, he looks straight at me and slips his phone into his pocket as I start to walk over to him. He stands up and comes over to me, meeting me as I arrive at the table.
"It's good to see you. You're early I like that." He says pulling out my chair. I sit down and he pushes the chair in. Slipping around he slides into his own seat. "What would you like to eat?" I quickly pick the menu up just as a waiter walks over. They really do not waste any time in this place.
"Are you ready to order?" Christian looks over at me.
How the hell do I know what I want. My inner devil is ordering Christian Grey, nude to be delivered via room service to my room. I look up at him lost. Christian merely says.
"We would like the croissants please hot with melted butter. Also two cups of English tea please." The waiter nods and takes my menu as I stare at Grey. How did he know what I wanted?
"How are you feeling Ana?" I smile shakily.
"A lot better now thank you,"I reply. He seems angry.
"Who was he anyway?" I shake my head.
"That's Jose. He's a friend." His gaze grows cold.
"I seriously believe he wants to be more than a friend Ana." I feel like I'm being told off.
"He was just drunk. It was stupid of him." I pause. Why the hell am I defending Jose? He did try to shove his tongue down my throat?
"He was in your room with you, forcing himself on you. I dread to think what would have happened had I not turned up." He says and I can see the worry in his eyes.
"I don't really remember that much about last night." I lie. His mood seems to lighten and he relaxes.
"Well, you are an amusing drunk." I turn the comment back at him.
"And your not much of a gentleman if you find me so amusing," I remark.
"So do you intend to get drunk more often? You did say you needed to get dizzy more." He is smiling at me with a dark spark in his eyes.
"Maybe I will." I try to sound at ease.
"I doubt it if I have my way with you." He whispers. Did I just hear him right?
My mind grasps onto the thought, I want him to have his way with me. He looks so attractive and being this close to him almost makes me light headed. I want him to whisk me upstairs to his room or mine, I don't care and lay me down and make love to me over and over again until my body aches and I can take no more. I have never wanted a man this strongly before in my entire life. He is like my own drug, I need him flowing through me. My name is Anastasia Steele and I want to have sex with Christian Grey.
I'm still thinking of how great it would feel to be under him as he filled me up when the waiter comes over with two cups and a pot of tea. We sit in silence as he pours the tea out then rushes off quickly. My mind deeply distracted by what I was thinking I have to snap out of it. I focus back on our conversation. What were we talking about again? Me being drunk? I want to get off this subject of my drunken mistakes, but my mouth fires out the question before I can stop it.
"So do you make it a habit of undressing drunken women?" His eyes look up from his tea in surprise.
Score one for Ana Steele.
"No. That was a first for me. I must say though you had such an interesting choice in underwear on." My breathing hitches and I blush crimson.
Point to Christian. I try to recovery my thoughts.
"You weren't meant to see me like that." His eyebrows rise.
"Are you sure? So then it means that lingerie was for your boyfriend?" I pull back.
"What? No, I don't have a boyfriend." I see a small smile flash across his lips then it's gone.
The waiter comes over with our plates four large croissants covered in melted butter on each plate. I look down at the plate it looks delicious and my mouth waters a little. I grab a small piece and tear it off popping it into my mouth. It's tastes exquisite, Soft and fluffy with a texture that melts in my mouth. His eyes are on me watching me eat so carefully. His gaze seems to be focused on my lips. I wonder what he is thinking.
Suddenly my mobile phone is ringing and I pull it out of my pocket to see it's Kate calling. I look up at him and he is staring at me smiling.
"It's Kate. Do you mind if I take this?" He smirks darkly. Why am I even asking for his permission to take a phone call, I think to myself. Her smiling face lighting up my phone as it continues to ring.
"Asking permission already. By all means." I rapidly answer the call and get a worried sounding Kate. God.
"Ana are you alright? I don't know why I said that to Jose last night. Wait, where are you? I have been outside your room banging on the door for the last five minutes." My eyes watch Christian as rips a piece of croissant off and pops it into his mouth.
"I'm having breakfast downstairs." I hear Kate's mood lighten instantly.
"Great I'll be down in a second. Go ahead and order for me. Can't have you sitting there alone." I need to stop her fast. Looking at him, he is watching my reaction.
"It's okay Kate. I'm not alone." She goes quiet.
"You're not talking with Jose are you?" I don't want to talk to Jose for a while till I clear my head. I also don't want to mention his name in front of Christian.
"No Kate. It's fine really." I actually hear the moment she works it out as there is an audible gasp through my phone.
"You're with him. Christian." She gushes.
"Just having breakfast now." He is smiling that dark and hot smile that he could melt chocolate with.
"Okay talk to you later Ana and I want details." She hangs up and I put my phone down onto the table and mutter.
"Sorry about that." He swallows another piece as I slip some more into my mouth.
"Don't apologize. I like watching you eat." I smile and blush getting nervous about how much he enjoys watching me.
The table shakes as my phone lights up this time with a stupid picture of Jose sticking his tongue out. He is calling me. Both our eyes land on the phone at the same time. I glance up at him and his hot gaze turns cold, his whole body tensing up.
"Are you going to answer that?" He asks dryly. I knock it onto silent and slip my phone back into my pocket. I would not be in the mood to talk to Jose right now anyway. I'm so pissed off at him for what he did.
"No. I think I'll let him stew for a while." Maybe forever my mind snaps at me. It seems to be the right response as I see his whole body relax a little.
A warmth returns to his eyes. "You know I don't normally do this." He says taking the conversation in a different route.
"Do what? Eat?" I say as relaxed as I can. He laughs and I love hearing his strong, heavy laugh.
"No I mean getting to know someone. I have to say it's been a while. I might be a little out of practice." I lean in to get a better look at him smiling.
"I think you're doing just fine." I tease. His eyes seem to drift to a cool light grey.
"Are you teasing me, Miss Steele?" He asks.
"What if I am?" I counter back at him. My lips going dry as I say the words. I reach for the cup of tea and lick my lip. I hear the noise of his breath hitch. I look back at him and he is staring with intent at my lips. His deep grey eyes seem clouded with some unknown thought.
"Then I might have to teach your sweet little mouth a lesson." My core clenches across his words. Oh sweet mercy, those are the hottest words I have ever heard. My inner devil is dressed as a naughty school girl leaning over the desk wanting to be punished. I feel a little light headed.
"Ana. Please finish your food." Without thinking, I take a full croissant and bite a chunk off. He smiles like a little boy, so happy and playful.
"So. What does Ana do in her time off?" I swallow my second mouthful of the croissant as he finishes his.
"Well, I want to work in animal care. That's what I studied for at college, but zoo's are struggling for money and can't take any new staff on." I complain, eating another bite.
"Well, you could always work for me?" I look up at him shocked.
"You're a magician?" I say questioningly.
"Oh, so you noticed that did you. My larger shows require animals for some of my tricks. I would be able to get you on my handling team." The thought of traveling the country with him is appealing.
Spending our days together and doing shows in the evenings. Then the hot passionate lovemaking at night. My whole body clenches at the thought of being with him all the time on the road.
The waiter comes over and takes our plates away. As I enjoy my morning breakfast with Mr. Grey. Upon the waiter's return, I look over to see that Christian is holding the menu. Is he still hungry? However I notice his eyes are focused towards the doorway of the dining room. He moves fast quickly slipping out of his chair and leaning in next to me. The smell of Christian Grey washes over me. A mixture of him and soap. I want to bathe in it.
"Excuse me a moment." He moves away from our table as I pretend to look over at the waiter.
"Please, can we have a few more minutes." The waiter turns and leaves. As I glance over my shoulder as if watching the waiter walk off and see Christian standing in the dining room doorway talking to a gorgeous brunette. Her hair may be straight this time, but I recognize her as his assistant. Their talk seems to be getting a little heated. I wish I was closer to hear what they were saying. She seems a little bit upset about whatever he is saying. I turn away for a moment not wanting to get caught staring at them if they turned around. I look back at the desert menu, but suddenly my stomach doesn't seem interested in anything now.
I risk a look again and see them hugging as she kisses his cheek. I look away in horror. How could I have been so stupid? I wanted him to like me so badly I had made up all these crazy stupid ideas and the whole time he is with his assistant. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. I can't let him see me like this. I have to get out of here. I stand up turning and realize he is blocking the door. I look for another escape route and see a door across the hall. I move toward it fast praying he doesn't turn around and see me. Tears are streaming down my face. Twenty feet, Ten feet nearly there.
(It seems like our Ana has fallen to deeply for him already. Such a shame their breakfast was interrupted. Trust both Kate and Jose to call at a time like that. So who here is enjoying our magical Christian Grey? I will reply back to your reviews of chapter 13 as soon as they become visible. Also welcome to any new readers. I hope you are all loving this story and please do review, follow or favourite my story as there is plenty more excitement to come. Thank .)