I am speechless as we get to the end of the corridor. I'm still holding his hand. This god of a man just kissed me. Christian Grey world famous magician who has the nickname of sex on a stick from a large girl's magazine just kissed me, Anastasia Steele waitress from San Diego. Yes, I may have searched him a little on the Internet, on the ride down to San Francisco. For some reason, we have stopped in the hallway. I glance behind us it's empty.
Maybe he is ready for round two, I sure know I am. His eyes look down at my hand in his and he turns to me smiling. His other hand comes past his chest and I blink. How the hell? His shirt is fully buttoned up again. He did that with a wave of his hand. He runs his free hand in front of him for a moment and I stare in disbelief. He is completely dry. His hair no longer wet and stuck to his face. It's now back up into his brown styled mess of hair. I reach forward and touch his shirt. The fabric under my fingers is dry to the touch. How is that possible. I look up into his eyes, my eyes filled with nervous, wonder. He looks back at me. He answers the question I didn't even ask out loud.
"I will explain how, shortly." I nod relieved that I will get an answer soon.
He opens the door and we head out into the dining hall. The waiter that served up looks at us confused.
"Please charge the bill to the penthouse. And give yourself a nice tip." Christian Grey is smiling and happy.
Did I do that? My inner devil is nodding her head and grinning at me. The waiter nods his thanks and he pulls me through into the main hallway of the hotel. A young couple race over to him.
"Excuse me can we get a picture of you?" He seems at complete ease as he accepts their request.
"Sure. By all means." The girl asks the bell boy to take the picture.
I go to pull away from him, but his vice-like grip on my hand won't let me go. He pulls me into the picture just before the bellboy takes the photo. I'm on one side of him pinned against his body with the young couple on the other side of him smiling. I'm so close to him again, up against his body. I desperately want him to kiss me again. I feel like I'm giving him the same look as when I was under him in the kitchen diner. I dread to see how I look in that photo as the couple offer their thanks and head off. The hotel photographer comes over and sees us both.
"Can I get a picture of you for the hotel page? Please." Christian smiles darkly.
"I would be happy to." Not another picture I think to myself. He pulls me into him and I stumble against him as the photographer took that perfect moment to snap his picture.
"Thank you for your time Mr. Grey." He looks over at the photographer breaking his gaze with me.
"I would like a copy of that photo." The photographer steps forward.
"Of course. I will get copies sent to your room within the hour." The photographer leaves so we are alone. His hand has been holding mine the whole time. I'm still against his chest with my hand in his. He smells fresh and clean of soap and Christian. I have to fight the urge not to kiss his neck.
"I'm sorry, but I have to meet my sister." He offers as I'm torn from my wonderful thought.
"Can I come with you?" I don't want to be away from him now.
"I still haven't had enough of you all to myself yet." He breathes. The words reach all the way down my body to that special place making me tingle.
"When are you free next?" I can't help it as my words slip out.
"I'm free right now." I see his eyes blaze with lust or maybe its desire.
"Oh Ana, don't tempt me." I raise my free hand and run it against his shirt stroking the fabric.
"Why?" I breathe out weakly.
"I need to show you something first. Then and only then if you still want to keep going we can. Are you free tomorrow night?" I stare up at him confused what does he mean by that. He needs to show me something. "I will be at yours to pick you up at seven." My words return to me.
"Okay." Is all I can say.
"Till then." He says and I go to move forward for us to kiss, but he releases my hand and pulls back. The look in his eyes a dark and smoldering gaze.
"Why didn't you run away Ana." He says before turning and heading out the hotel main entrance. It's then I realized I did try to run.
Arriving back in my suite I had barely made it into my room shutting my door when there is a knock. Without thinking I turn around hoping, praying he has changed his mind and wants to take me right here in the hotel suite. I almost rip the door wide open to be faced with a happy and smiling Kate.
"Spill." She demands as she enters.
I shut the door and she walks over and sits down on the bed. There is a perfectly good set of chairs around a table in the large suite, but I end up joining her sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Where do you want it from? Last night after I got you into bed, or this morning with Christian?" She looks at me shocked.
"There was more, last night?" I know she has gotten the wrong idea already and thinks that Christian and I went for breakfast after a passionate night of lovemaking.
"After I left you asleep in bed, Jose came to my room. He was drunk and angry and tried to kiss me. I told him I didn't want him to, but he wouldn't listen. I ended up falling back into my room and Jose followed me. Then Christian turned up. He threw Jose out." I stop as Kate speaks up.
"Jesus Ana, Jose tries to force himself onto you and I was sleeping in the next room. I'll talk to him." I know that Kate will do more than merely talk to him. I can see she is annoyed by what he did as she tries to cover it.
"So Christian is in your room. Go?" She wants details.
"Well, he told me I looked beautiful and he caught me when I went dizzy. He took me over to the bed and the last thing I remember was he was taking my dress off." I can see the look of excitement building in her eyes.
"No, we didn't do anything. He left me in bed that lingerie you brought me and set an alarm on my phone to meet him for breakfast this morning." I grab the pillow and swing it at Kate catching her by surprise. I hit her in the face twice. The pillows are so soft I doubt she even felt it.
"What was that for?" She says in shock.
"One for the sexy lingerie and the other for changing my phone screen picture to him." I shout. It dawns on Kate that he saw it and she bursts out laughing. I hit her once more for good measure.
"So tell me all about breakfast." She asks, sitting there like a child waiting for a bedtime story.
"Well, we talked. He told me I had some interesting underwear choices." I say sarcastically and I see Kate fighting the urge to laugh again. "You called me." Kate giggles a little.
"I bet that wasn't uncomfortable at all. Sorry again about that." Kate offers. I smile back at her letting her know it's okay.
"Jose called too." Her mouth drops open.
"Yeah. He has been calling me trying to find you. I told him I didn't know." Kate says. I look up at her with a little bit of worry in my eyes.
"I can't talk to him yet. I'm so angry at him I don't know what I will say. Christian doesn't like him." I reply.
"I'm not surprised after what he must have seen of Jose." Kate edges closer.
"So carry on." Kate tells me. I breath and relax letting myself flow into the story as I recall the events.
"We had croissants, He asked me if the lingerie was for my boyfriend." I see Kate bite her lip to stop giggling. "He asked me if I would get drunk again and said that if I was his he doubted that I would." Kate bursts in.
"Ana these are all signs he wants you. Did he make a move on you?" I moan at the memory.
"No, I sort of ran off." I trail off as Kate stares at me in disbelief.
"You ran?" I nod my head.
"He went over to talk to his assistant and I thought she was his girlfriend and over reacted. I ran off and he followed me to the pool. So I confronted him and he laughed it off. So..." Kate closes her eyes. She already knows where this is going.
"Please tell me you didn't?" Kate asks as I'm nodding my head.
"I may have pushed him into the pool. Anyway, it turns out that his assistant is his sister and she wanted to meet me." Kate keeps her face serious, but I can see her lip twitching as she is doing her best not to laugh at the relation I have just told her.
"So did you meet her?" She asks managing to keep up her disguise of not laughing.
"No, because he kissed me." In that split second, the serious look is gone and her mouth drops open. "We kissed at the poolside and he told me he wants to meet me tomorrow night. I can't wait." I let out the last words without realizing.
(Now onward towards their next meeting. I glad I managed to surprise everyone with his assistant. Not to mention this chapter shows off a little bit more of that magic that he seems to have. How many of you have a friend just like Kate? Please let me know in your reviews what you hope to happen. Do remember I love reading all your reviews. so please do follow and favourite this story. Your feedback means so much to me. Thank you. SJamesW.)