After we finished talking Kate asked me how I wanted to handle Jose. I can't bring myself to face him. The memory is still too fresh in my mind. She recommends that we pack quickly and leave the hotel before the boys make it downstairs. She can text James on the road. I quickly rush around packing my small shoulder bag and Kate piles her things into her bag. We managed to make it down to the desk in under twenty minutes. As we hand in our keys the clerk informs us that all the rooms and anything else payment wise had already been taken care of by Mr. Grey.

I would have liked to have said goodbye to him before the long drive home to San Diego, but Kate reminds me that I will be seeing him tomorrow night. We take off in Kate's BMW and drive for an hour before pulling up for Kate to get some food. I was just about to eat when I saw a message. Three missed calls and two messages. The calls and one of the messages are from Jose. The second message is from Chrstian. I open it up.

Ana

I'm sorry that I didn't get to say goodbye to you before your

return to San Diego. I hope you have a safe journey and thank you

for the wonderful breakfast.

Chrstian G

My appetite disappears and Kate gets some food for me in case I get hungry later. She texts James saying we had to get back as she had forgotten to send some work on her laptop to the office. I know she is covering for me and I'm grateful as we don't want Jose to feel worse than he currently must feel right now. I'm about to look at his text message and stop. My thoughts lash out at me. You're still mad at him. What was he thinking? He is a friend and nothing more. Some nasty thoughts push into my mind, can I even call him a friend anymore. I need a distraction as I stand next to the car. I reread Chrstian's message before answering. My fingers fly over the keys as I type.

Chrstian

It Is I who should be thanking you for the

pleasant breakfast as you paid for it.

Ana

His reply is within seconds.

Ana

Your company was exquisite and the

conversation was very stimulating. I look forward

to our meeting tomorrow.

Chrstian G

I remember how stimulating it must have been for him as the delicious thought of his erection pushing against my belly replays in my mind. I blush deeply as I realize what I'm thinking about as Kate is about to take a sip of her smoothie.

"Penny for your thoughts?" She asks as she must know what I'm thinking. No, she can't know what I'm thinking as I hold up my phone.

"He texted me." She smiles.

"I figured as much. You have that new Grey smile on you." I look at her confused, I smile like him? He does have such a handsome smile.

"What are you talking about?" I ask as Kate swallows some of her smoothie and looks at me over the hood of the car.

"Ever since you met a certain Mr. Chrstian Grey, I have seen you smile differently. It's always due to that man and it's a dead giveaway. Ana." I blush furiously.

"No I do not and you're distracting me from replying," I say looking back at my phone. I reply.

Chrstian

I enjoyed your company too as well as the

conversation. I do prefer what happened after, though.

I too look forward to it Mr, Grey.

Ana

I barely glance away from my phone and a reply comes up with an attachment. The attachment opens up first and it's our photo. He must have taken it with his phone camera. The image is crisp as I can see the edge of his wrist outside the corner of the picture. The shot looks like that of a romantic moment. His handsome, gorgeous face pointed straight at the camera. It's his eyes however that make me look closer.

His gaze is down, toward me. He was staring right into my eyes when the picture was taken. One of my hands is spread across his chest, as my other hand is held by him out of sight behind our bodies. I groan at the look on my face. My eyes are half closed as my gaze is on his neck. It looks like I'm about to bite his neck hard. I decide I will save the picture after I read his message.

Ana

The best part was after our chase too, I agree.

I will be busy all day, but it will be constantly on my mind.

Till tomorrow then. Wear something comfortable.

Chrstian

I stand there shell shocked numb while staring and rereading the words over and over. Our kiss was his favorite part too. My inner angel and devil embrace as happy as I am all from one line of his text. My inner angel realizes and blushes while my devil smiles happy and content till tomorrow night. I read his next line. He really will be thinking about that kiss all day. I sure as hell know I will. I will be thinking about that kiss for the rest of my life. My inner devil whispers unless you go even further tomorrow night. The thought makes my insides throb and my legs turn to jelly. I lean back against the BMW so I don't fall to the floor. Wait what does he mean wear something comfortable? Comfortable for horse riding, for a day at the office or for sleeping? I remember that I hopefully will be sleeping nude if the night goes how I hope.

Once back at the apartment I head into my room to unpack my clothes not that I took to much anyway. Kate did order me to pack light. There are three messages on the answering machine, two are from Jose that Kate listens to, I head into my room. I don't even want to hear his voice right now. The last message is from Samantha Murray. She was calling to let me know that she has important news and for everyone to meet Monday morning. I wonder what will happen with what remains of Sammy diner.

The damage to the kitchen was extreme. It would take a good amount of work and repair to fix the place up again. To think you were almost a causality of that blast. If it wasn't for Chrstian. All the things he had done pour back into my mind. Somehow getting the card into my hand. Protecting us both from a massive explosion. Not to mention earlier today when he buttoned his shirt and dried his clothes and hair with a simple flick of his hand. What a girl wouldn't give for powers like that. I have to research my handsome man more. He is hiding something and I intend to find out what it is.

Three hours of staring at my computer screen and I have no answers and no ideas of what he could be. Needless to say he doesn't make it easy, and typing flame resistant had brought up some flame resistant clothing but little else. His website didn't give anything away. It was filled with videos of some of his smaller tricks. I trailed through so many fan sites, fan pages and links to some of his best tricks, but there was no mention as to what he was, or how he produced these tricks. Even some other magicians couldn't explain them. I'm completely stumped. Glancing around my room I realize it's gone dark now and I wonder what Kate is up to. I find her dancing around the kitchen cooking food. She stops when she sees me.

"Hey, good timing. I just made Chili. Jose has still been calling a lot and James has called once. I told James that we will cancel our Saturday night evening meet up this evening. I felt you could do with more time before you see him." I nod my head sitting down.

"Thanks, Kate. Chili sounds good." She pours some out onto each plate as she talks.

"Good. Now Sweetie. We need to work on a plan of attack to seduce Mr. Chrstian Grey." I laugh at her endearment of me and the plan of seduction idea.

That night when I head to bed. I can't sleep I'm too excited. I toss and turn trying to get myself comfortable. That word comfortable the same word Chrstian used to tell me what to wear for our next meeting. Kate found that laughable when I told her. We had already decided on the same dress and sexy lingerie that I wore for him on Friday evening. This time will turn out better with no distractions from Jose, James or Kate. She has promised me to be on her best behavior and not text me. She did insist that I text her, just to let her know where he is taking me.

In my pajama bottoms and tank top, I feel too hot and kick off my bed sheet. It still does nothing, my mind is restless. I think about searching some more on the computer. I know it's a dead end, he is not any type of supernatural creature. Or if he is, none have ever been documented before. It would let me look at the picture of us again. It's now my desktop background. Every time I would close an Internet window I would see him. The amazing Mr. Grey and what is more he wants me. The thought finally lets me drift off to sleep in the early hours of the morning.

I am on stage with him. Chrstian stands before me wearing the powder blue shirt from today and black pants. His eyes roam over my body as he drinks me in. I look down to see I'm wearing the sexy red and black lingerie and nothing else. My eyes snap up staring at him as he walks towards me. His hand lifting ever so softly to his neck. I watch with baited breath as he slowly moves his hand over his buttons on his shirt and they open up. Without touching the buttons, I see one after another pop open showing his bare chest and his stomach. His hand doesn't stop at his pants and moves past his pants button and zipper. The only sound in theatre is the long drawn out sound of his zipper slowly coming down. I can see his excitement in the swell of his pants.

He brings his hand up again, this time pointing two fingers in my direction. One flick and I feel my bra shoulder strap slip away another flick and the other shoulder strap falls. I close my eyes as my bra falls to the floor. I open them and I'm up close with him holding his gaze. Those grey eyes staring into my soul. I want him now.

My alarm hates me. I forgot to knock it off after Chrstian set it yesterday. I feel like he is torturing me. Even in my dreams he stops from feeling fulfilled. I lay in my bed panting with my tank top doing little to contain my hard nipples. As of this moment in time, I both love and hate sleep. I throw myself out of bed and head to the bathroom.

The day seems to be going in slow motion as I do anything I can to try and pass the time. I cleaned the kitchen and then clean my bedroom. I'm not really messy, but I have let it go downhill in the past week. I ring both my parents. My mom is concerned that I'm calling earlier than normal, but I just tell her that I will be out with a friend later. Is it really my fault that she assumes I mean Kate? She wishes me a lovely evening before heading off to her local book club. I then called my dad. From the noise down the phone I know he is in a sports bar. I keep my chat brief and end the call within five minutes.

Kate meanwhile is frantically putting together her list of ideas and things I can do to turn up the heat tonight. At five that evening Kate sits me down and runs through all of her trademark moves to heat up a guy's blood pressure. I have seen this used to maximum effect before. When we have been out. Little looks, touches, glances, teasing moves even dancing. She runs through them all and I feel a little dizzy. I haven't eaten since lunch, as I don't know if this is a dinner date.

Kate shoves me off into the bathroom so I can shave both under my arms and all my legs again. Apparently hair can grow back in two days. She informs me that I don't need to shave my lower half after I did so on Friday afternoon. Once prepped and primped. I return to my bedroom sliding the lingerie on. The thong exposes my cheeks but holds me tightly. The bra gives me a cleavage that men can't help but look at according to Kate. I slide into the dress which shows a little too much cleavage for my liking, but Kate swears by it. It hugs my figure and ends just above my knees.

The cream coloured dress makes my brown eyes pop. Kate loans me some of her high heels for the night and I decided to have my hair down and straight. Kate looks me over as I give her a twist in the lounge. She smiles. "You're going to knock him dead. Chrstian Grey won't know what hit him." I blush silently hoping Kate is right. I hope so I think to myself. There is a knock on the door. I'm brave, I'm confident I can do this. I strut towards the door and grab the handle pulling it back. Oh no.

(So they are texting one another now. Whatever will come next? Sorry for the little mini cliff hanger. It seems Jose doesn't know when to quit. What has Christian got planned for Ana? Why does she need to wear something comfortable? Welcome to all my new readers who have decided to follow or even favourite my story it means a lot to me. Also please don't be scared to leave a review or even ask me questions about this story. Thank you. SJamesW.)