Chapter 3

Monday arrived entirely too soon. After a chaotic weekend of packing and preparing for graduation, time just got away from me. Kate picked out my clothes for today. She is still convinced that Grey wants me. I just continually roll my eyes. However I need to put on the charm today. So I sit through Kate's little make over. She uses the curling wand on my hair and does my make up. I feel like a barbie doll. I don't like it. I put on a pair of black dress pants and a dark blue lacy top with dark blue ballet flats.

Soon Jose, Kate and I are loaded into my Dodge Charger and were on our way to the Heathman. I fidget in my seat as I mentally prepare myself. What does Grey like? He likes to stare. He seemed to like it when I called him sir and blushed and bowed my head to. . . FUCK. He's a Dominant. I guarantee it. Calm down Steele. We're here.

I help Jose grab his equipment as Kate goes in. We meet her in the lobby where she's holding a room key, her light blue eyes alive with excitement.

"He rented us a room to do the shoot in. Come on. Let's get ready before he gets there."

Jose and I follow her to the elevator and go up to the top floor. Its a suite. Really Grey. A suite for a photo shoot. I'm on edge as I take direction from Jose on how to set up the screen and the lighting. I hear a subtle throat clearing behind me and see Christian leaning up against the door frame.

"Mr. Grey, what a pleasure to see you again."

I go forward to shake his hand. He holds it for a little bit too long. And the stare is back. The room once again fills with electricity. I let go as soon as his grip loosens. I turn to see Kate smirking and giving the look.

"Mr. Grey this is Katherine Kavanaugh and Jose Rodriguez. Jose will be doing the photos today."

He shakes both their hands and Kate starts gushing. I tune her out and go stand off to the side, to observe. Kate is still talking his ear off and guiding him to the screen. He sees me staring and raises his eyebrow. I blush and quickly look down. I glance back up and he's smirking. Game on, Grey.

Jose and Kate do their thing getting the pictures in different poses. I put on the timid, infatuated girl well, I think. Every time I risk a glance up at him, his eyes are on me, smirking like the cat that got the canary.

After an half an hour, Kate deems that they have enough photos to choose from, she thanks him profusely, again. Damn Kate, get it together. He politely shrugs her off and comes over to me where im leaning up against the wall. I shyly look up at him and he leans his arm on the wall next to me.

"Anastasia."

"Yes, Mr. Grey? Thank you again for doing this."

"It was pleasure. Now would you like to do me a favor?"

"What's that, Sir?"

I look down and smirk. I know it's working. The twitch in his pants tells me it is.

"Have coffee with me. I want to know what's going on in that beautiful mind of yours."

"That would be nice, Sir. When would you like to go?"

"How about now?"

I look past him over to where Kate and Jose are trying (unsuccessfully) not to stare as they put up the equipment.

"Let me ask them, I did give them the ride over."

I push off the wall and grab Kate by the elbow and lead her over by the door, away from Grey.

"He's asked me out for coffee, like now."

I'm whispering and trying to act nervous. Kate is just giddy for me.

"Go! Go! Go! Jose or I will come back to pick you up if need be!"

"You think?"

"Yes," she says way too loud. Christian is where I left him and smiling at me.

Yeah Yeah Yeah, eat your heart out Grey.

I go over to Christian and nod.

"Great. I'll have my driver drop us off. He can take you home after wards."

"Thank you. I just need to get my bag from the car and leave them the car keys."

We put up the equipment in record time. Too soon we're all in the elevator. It's awkward. I'm staring straight ahead and I can feel everyone's glances at me. I grab my small duffel out of the trunk and throw Jose the keys.

"One scratch Jose. . ."

"I know! I know! I'll protect her with my life!"

I laugh and climb into the waiting SUV with Christian.

The ride to coffee shop is awkward to say the least. I keep my gaze firmly out the window. I feel him fidget next to me. Neither one of us know what to say.

"Are you ready for your move to Seattle?"

The sudden sound of his voice startled me in the quiet car.

"Umm, yes. We think anyway. The movers will be there Sunday."

"That's great. How's the new place coming along? What part of town is it in?"

"I haven't seen it yet. Kate says it's amazing. I think it's in Pike Place or something like that."

"That's close to my penthouse."

I turn and give him a small smile. He smirks up at me and I force myself to blush and look away. I turn back to the window to see we've arrived at a quaint little hole in the wall coffee shop.

I grab my duffel and hop out of the car before Christian has a chance to come around and open my door. Not a chance Grey. He gives me a look of annoyance and walks ahead of me to open the shop's door. I smile politely and roll my eyes as I walk by.

"I'll get our drinks if you find us a table. What would you like?"

"Oh, umm, just a coffee, black, preferably a dark roast."

He raises and eyebrow but nods and heads to the counter. I find a corner table and sit with my back to wall. I scan the room. It's slow right now. Only one other table is occupied by some hipsters. He sits my coffee down in front of me and we lock eyes as I take a sip of it.

"May I ask why just a bold coffee?"

"If I'm gonna drink coffee, I want coffee. Black, full bodied sludge in a cup."

He chuckles.

"So what are your parents like?"

I had forgotten what small talk bull shit was like. I haven't been on a first date in eight years. Shaking that thought out of my head, I take a moment to remember what the watered down background says. I know that's what he's fishing for.

"My father died when I was only a day old. My mother married Ray when I was a year old. Ray is my Dad in every sense of the word. He's raised me as his own. Even after they divorced when I was 9, I stayed with him. My mother on the other hand, she's . . . Carla. I'm not close with her. She's on husband four or five. Tell me something about the Greys?"

"My mother, Grace, is amazing. She's a pediatrician at Seattle Grace. My father, Carrick, is partner in a law firm. I have an older brother named Elliot. He is, Elliot. He owns a construction company. Then I have my baby sister Mia, is doing Mia. She's 22 and has changed her major three times. First it was Art, then Fashion and its cookery. I love her to death but she's gonna live with our parents forever."

I'm studying his face as he talks. I can tell he loves his family. However, I get the feeling he doesn't see them often, maybe by his own doings. He realizes I'm staring and smiles at me.

"Have you made a choice as to what you're doing after graduation. I believe you said you had 3 choices and GEH wasn't one of them."

I can't help but smile. I still haven't decided. However I can't tell him my plans, its confidential.

"Not yet. All three are appealing. I have until the end of June to decide. One of them I will have to move to the East Coast. Dad wants me to take that one. The other two keep me in Seattle and Kate doesn't want me to leave yet. It's, complicated."

"Well, what are the choices, maybe I can give you an unbiased opinion."

"That is confidential, Sir."

I giggle as he leans in.

"What am I going to do with you Anastasia," he whispers huskily, his eyes darkening.

I snort and roll my eyes. His hand shoots up and touches my face, making me look back at him.

"It's rude to roll your eyes, Anastasia."

"Sorry. Look I should really be going if I'm going to get my workout in. Thank you for the coffee, Mr. Grey. It was a pleasure getting to see you again."

He stands as I do. I pick up my duffel and head towards the restroom before he can say anything. Locking the door behind me, I breathe a sigh of relief. I quickly change and pull my hair up. I refuse to get back into a car with him. I need to run and collect my thoughts. Moving around I realize I'm still sore from my run the other day and moving all the boxes and furniture around this weekend. Get it together Steele, you're getting weak. I pull my duffel bag to where it will be tight around my back and put on my arm band with my phone and earbuds. Exiting the restroom, I see him waiting out by the SUV. I go out to him and I see him give me a once over in my workout gear.

"Thank you again for the coffee, but I don't need a ride, I'll just get my run in and head back towards home."

"Ana, I'm sorry if I offended you. Please, let me give you a ride."

"Really its fine. No offense was taken. I like to run. I'll be fine."

"Ana, its 18 miles back to your apartment. Don't be ridiculous."

"How do you know where my apartment is?"

He stops and looks away from me. I can see the gears trying to work in his head on how he knows. I keep my gaze on him. I like seeing him uncomfortable.

"See you at Graduation, Mr. Grey."

With that I take off at a swift pace, never glancing over my shoulder as I disappear into downtown traffic never slowing down.