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You know the wonderful feeling of waking up to your favourite smell?

Before you open your eyes, when you're still between conciseness- you feel like you are in a bubble of your favorite smell. Like if there is coffee in the room, or left over candles of the night before. You know what I'm talking about, right? All I smell right now is Nina- my new favorite smell. The combination of rose and her natural scent, which is sweet, delicious and unique.

My next sense that awakens is touch.

Soft finger tips are caressing up and down my back in circular moves, sending shivers through my spine, which makes me smile. I feel soft lips give me a small peck at the corner of my mouth- which makes me moan.

"Morning, Theodore." She whispers in my ear.

I open my eyes to look at her, and my breath gets caught in my throat.

With the Seattle sun beaming through the window behind her, she looks like she's got a halo wrapped around her. Like a fallen angel. Turning on my side to get a better view of her, the bright sun shows her features with a pure and beautiful clear. Aquamarine almond shaped eyes filled with lust. Ginger red locks of hair draped down her shoulders. An upturned nose, with freckles draped over it, and also washing over her cheek bones. And full, pink lips- begging to be kissed.

"Morning baby," I say and lean over her, gently pushing her to lie on her back. "You are so beautiful." I say, and lean in to kiss her deeply. By that, I use my fifth sense and taste her. My tongue is in her mouth and I try to savor every inch of the inside of her mouth. She tastes minty and fresh. Leaning back I look at her. "You've brushed your teeth." I state.

"I used your tooth brush, I hope you don't mind." She smiles up at me.

Oh that so hot. "Well, I might just have to brush my teeth now." I smile back.

We kiss again, and keep our hands and legs tangled together. With both of us naked, we start grinding against each other. My hard morning erection teases her clit, making her wet. A thin lair of sweat clings on our bodies, and my room becomes hotter and filled with loud sound of our moans. Nina then drags her finger nails down my back, which makes me growl with pleasure and with that, I put myself in her.

I move slowly in and out of her. Not like last night- that everything was new and fast- now I savor every move and inch of her. But this won't last so gentle for long. Nina places her feet on the mattress, and moves her hips up to meet mine. She places her hands on the curve of my ass, urging me to move faster and harder. And with that, we chase our release.

I won't last long, but the last thing I want to do it come without her. Placing the tips of my fingers on her clit, I move them in circular movement while slamming hard and fast into her. "Come on Nina," I pant, "give it up for me." And she does, squeezing me and holding me tight in her arms. And with that, I let go myself and come with a loud Fuck.

I collapse on top of her, and place my face at the crook of her neck. Taking in a deep breath in, loving how her salty sweat combines with her natural secant. After a few minutes of silence, were the both of us just try and catch our breath. Nina twists and brushes my hair with her fingers and I love how it relaxes me.

Lifting my head up to look at her, I notice that her face is clean of all the makeup she wore yesterday. Her eyes are clean of the black and brown eye shadow she had yesterday. "You took off your make up." I say, caressing her brows, her eyes, her nose…

"I found Vaseline and baby oil in your bathroom cabinet, and cleaned my face."

"Feeling free going through my stuff?" I tease, and kiss the tip on her nose. "When did you wake up anyway?"

"Umm…" she lifts up on her elbows to catch the time from the clock on the bedside table. The digital clock shows 11:47 am. "Almost an hour, once I got board I woke you up for some humping and pumping." She giggles.

"You should have woken me earlier then." I say and nuzzle her neck.

"I was too busy going through your stuff. I was looking for something different or weird, but you seem quite normal."

"What? You looked through my bathroom cabinet for almost an hour?"

"No, first I was in the kitchen, having tea." She says, and sighs when I start sucking on her ear lobe.

"What's with Brit's and their tea? Never come between them, right?" I laugh, and keep kissing her jaw line to her lips. After a while of kissing, she starts sucking on my tongue. And just as I think we are gonna have round two, I hear rumbling coming from Nina's stomach. "Hungry?" I ask.

"After seeing some mushrooms and potatoes in your fridge, I thought we could have some Spanish omelets for breakfast- or brunch, I guess." And once again, her stomach rumbles- louder.

"OK don't attack me," I laugh, "let's go, and feed you up." I make my way to my walk in closed, pull on some boxer briefs and a linen T shirt. Turning on my heel, Nina is standing in the entrance of the closed, naked.

"Do you mind if I borrow one of your shirts and boxers? My gown from last night is a bit too much to just be lunging around the house in." she smiles, with her arms crossed over her chest, making her tits push in together.

"Why?" I ask, stepping closer to her. "You can just lunge around in your birth suit." I say, wrapping my arms around her, pressing her naked body against me.

"I don't think it's very sanitary, cooking naked." She says, and I kiss her once more. And once more her stomach rumbles. She starts to giggle and blush.

"Fine, I'll give you one of my T shirts." I pout, disappointed. "But just a T shirt, you can't borrow any of my boxer briefs."

"Fine, pervert."

After Brunch of Spanish omelets, toasts and coffee, Nina and I had a shower- which ended up with us fucking against the wall. Then we thought we should just rest and watch a movie. She made herself even hotter the moment she said that she doesn't like chick flicks and would rather watch either a comedy or an action movie. We settled on 'The Hangover' since she said she never saw it before. Once the ending credits rolled, we had sex on the couch. And right now we are cuddling on the couch. Nina on her stomach and me on top of her- we ended up this way after good old doggy style.

"Tell me something about yourself."I say out of nowhere.

"What?" she giggles and turns around to look at me- surprised and confused.

"I want to know you better. Tell me something about yourself." I repeat.

"What do you want to know?" she asks, turning so she lies on her back and looks up at me.

This is a great opportunity for me to get more information about her, but I don't want to make her uncomfortable with question too personal. So I start with something I wanted to know for ages. "Why are you called Ms. and not Miss?"

She takes a deep breath, and swallows."I was engaged up until three years ago, and it didn't seem right to be just a Miss again after we called it off. We were together for so long; it sure did feel like we were married." She says very matter of factly.

I just look at her, not knowing what to say. There is this weird tightening in my chest, it's very uncomfortable. What the hell is this feeling? Jealousy? Pfft what will I be jealous about? Her being with someone before we even knew each other? Her having such a bond with another man? Or is it the thought of another man touching her? It doesn't matter, because I am not jealous.

"How long have you two been together?" I ask, not sure I really want to know the answer.

"Almost eight years, five years out of them we were engaged."

"Why did you call it off, the engagement?" I ask, knowing I'm starting to cross some line from being curious and nosy.

"Umm," she says looking everywhere but at me, and I relies she's uncomfortable which is the last thing I want her to feel. "A lot of reasons. I was living in Seattle; he moved back to London to finish his medical degree. Long distant relationships are hard, but even harder when the couple isn't in love. I don't think we were in love anymore even before he proposed."

"So why did you accept his proposal, or stayed engaged so long if you knew you weren't in love?" and know that I'm defiantly crossing the line.

"I don't know" she said, looking embraced. "I knew Henry literally since I was born and ran into him in New York years after I moved to The States. I suppose he was familiar and understanding."

I don't know what to do with all this information she gave me. It explains the Ms. situation. Nina caresses my jaw line with her fingers and studies my face. I relies she is nervous from my reaction and she shouldn't be. "Let's change the subject." I say.

"Yes," she smiles, "I want to get to know you too."

"Oh really?" I ask, amused. "What do you want to know?"

"Wow, so much." She says pushing on my shoulders and straddles my lap. "Let's start with easy questions. When did you lose your virginity?"

"What?" I ask with a laugh.

"Come on Theodore, spill the beans."

"OK. It was on my 16th birthday, with the only girlfriend I've ever introduced to my family. Well, except for you." I say, and freeze when I realize I said she was my girlfriend.

She glares at me with wide eyes. "Teddy…" she says while trying to get out of my grip, but I don't let her. "You do realize this thing we had today ends tomorrow? This isn't going to be an affair or anything like that."

"I know Nina. I didn't mean to say girlfriend, and I just meant that my family never really were introduced to any of my sex partners." I say, and lean in to kiss her, but she backs away from me.

"No really Ted. This is not developing to a relationship."

"Once again Nina, I realize that. It was just a misunderstanding. A slip of the tongue." I clarify, and very carefully and slowly lean in to kiss her again- but this time, she lets me and kisses me back.

"Damn babe! We're supposed to share the fries Nina."

After some more sexing in the living room and watching the second 'Hangover', we decided to get takeout of cheese burgers, onion rings and fries. I love a woman who's not afraid of eating in front of a man. It's hot! Like everything that has to do with Nina.

"You snooze you lose honey! Besides, I need the calories. You sure did make me use a lot of energy today!" she giggles, and run her foot up and down my leg beneath the table.

"Damn right I did!" I say. "Actually, with that thought in mind, maybe you should have all the fries." I state, and push the fries plate closer to her.

"Fiend." She says, shaking her head and taking two fries off the plate and in her mouth.

"Oh yes! That's the spot, right there! Oh yes… yes… YES!"

Isn't that a lovely sound? That's the sound of Nina's seven thousand and thirty second orgasm of today. Once dinner was finished, Nina had to make some phone calls and borrow my computer to catch up on her emails. Over an hour later, I had to drag her out of my home office and try to entertain her with some really bad and unsuccessful magic card tricks- which led for us playing poker. –Which led to strip poker.- Which led to this, her lying on her back on the edge of my bed while I'm standing in front of her, fucking her brains out. Her legs are spread wide in a split, and in this position- I'm so deep inside her it's crazy.

"Harder Theodore. Fuck me harder! Don't stop, don't stop, DON'T STOP! AHH!"

It's crazy how I've got to know her body this last 24 hours. What she loves, what makes her come harder, I even know before her when she is going to come. The feeling of her naked body against mine, or around mine is so amazing- but when Nina comes around my cock, it's really hard not to climax right with her. The way she squeezes my dick with her beautiful tight pussy- like she's doing right now- combines with her screams of pleasure does the trick. And I dive over the cliff and come with her, the longest hardest most intense orgasm of my life. Midway through our climax, I lift her up in my arms- still inside her- and place us both on the bed.

"Wow babe," I breathe, "That was the most… This was just…. Wow babe…" my words are lost, and fatigue seems to catch up on both of us.

"I know honey," she says, and combs her fingers through my hair again- while I caress her face, her neck, her shoulder… "What time is it?"

Leaning up on my elbows to get a better view of the clock, I say "Its 20:45, what do you want to do now?"

"Honestly?" she answers, with a mischief look. And my eyes widen.

"Babe if you want to go that again, you're gonna have to give me a few minutes to recover." I say, utterly shocked that she even thinks I could do that again without a little rent- or even a nape before.

"No Ted! It's just that I'm really sore, and I thought we could have a bath. Otherwise I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow."

"Oh, that I could do." I say, jumping on the bed as I lift her onto my arms and walk to the bathroom.

"You don't have to carry me," she giggles in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck, still combing my hair with her fingers again. "I can walk to the tub."

"I know, I enjoy having you in my arms."

"Wow! Theodore Raymond Grey a romantic man?" she teases, but what she said made me frown a bit.

Placing her down on the counter next to the sink in the bathroom I turn and start to fill the tub. Once the water start filling the bath I turn around to look her in the eye. "How do you know my middle name?" I ask, noting that she if she didn't know what I look like before we started working together, how did she know my second name? I never really use it.

Nina looks embraced; she blushes and smirks a mischievous smile. "I might have Googled you on Thursday, after we met."

"Oh did you now?" I say, mimicking her own smile. "And what did you find out?"

"Hmmm… nothing special. That you're Seattle's most desired bachelor, also known as GEH's young and hot COO. You left to L.A. you came back from L.A. No girlfriend but some girl friends. Blah blah blah… nothing too exciting." She says with a smile.

"Did you Google me, or did you just look through the tabloids? Cause that's a bunch of shallow shit!" I tease her and kiss her nose.

"Well, I know all about you carrier successes since we work at the same company. I just wanted to know you better." She answers, looking adorable and a bit shy. I can't believe she's been looking me up, I feel like a king. She wanted me- even then, on the first meeting, when we were fighting about running over her with my car or her slapping my car. I thought I was crazy for being attracted to her, but obviously she felt the same way.

"OK stalker," I tease, "get in the tub." I hold out my hand for her, and she slowly sinks inside the hot water. "Scoop forward, make room for me."

In the tub, with Nina's back to my front, I wrap my arm around her but not before sweeping her hair over her shoulder, and giving my lips access to her neck. This is probably my favourite moment of today- or the best moment of my life- both of us, naked and wet with her in my arm. What more would I want? What more would I ever need?

"Let's play a game." Nina says, with a bit of a moan thanks to me massaging her shoulders.

"You want another round of strip poker? 'Cause I'm game." I laugh and give her neck one very wet kiss.

"We're already naked Einstein." She says, and splashes my face. "No it's not that kind of a game."

"I think I prefer my game." I tease again.

"No it's not even a game really. Every one of us get's to ask the other three questions. And the other has to answer honestly- but don't ask questions too privet just because I have to answer. I just want is to get to know each other better. That was one of the points of me staying today, and all we got to really know about one another is got to do with sex."

As much as once again, I want to say that I prefer my kind of game, I really do want to get to know her better- and not just sexually. I want to know the background story of this girl. "OK, you go first." I say.

"Alright," she says, and looks around the room, like the question is just written out somewhere on the walls. "What is your favorite movie?"

"That's your first question?"

"Yes. Why?"

"Well, it's pretty lame."I say apologetically.

She turn her head to look at me with one eyebrow crocket and her mouth open in a perfect shape of O. This is the same look she gave me the day I almost run her over. "Excuse me? A lame question? Just answer it like a good boy."

"OK, OK, calm down, don't give me the devils glare." I say, and she shakes her head but smiles. "My favorite movie I suppose is… '300' do you know it? It's not really a girl's movie."

"Are you kidding me? I love that movie! A bunch of men, in very little amount of clothing fighting? Not only it's fun; it hot!" she says, and once again makes me realize how perfect she is. I mean come on; do you know any other woman like her?

"Oh silly me. Of course you watched one of the most famous action movies of all times. Are all British women so amazing like you?" I say and bite my tongue. Jesus, what's with all the slips today?

"No, I'm one of a kind." She says, and I'm not only thankful she didn't dwell on what I said, but I completely agree. She is one of a kind. "OK, your turn to ask me a question."

I don't think too much before I ask my first question. "OK, easy one. How old are you?" I ask.

"Seriously Theodore. That's a very rude question."

"I think we past being rude to each other the moment we did the 69 position." I tease. "Come on, how old are you? I promise not to tell anyone."

"It's barley a secret." She says, shaking her head. "Guess."

"Guess how old you are?" I ask. And she nods. I try to remember all the little hint and clues she gave me, any information that will help me get it right. She managed to have a relationship with a man that lasted eight years. She mentioned that 'women her age' can go dateless- but she can't be too old, because look at her body. She was practically naked the whole day, so I know when I say that without any underwear support; her body is tight and firm. No soggy bits or wrinkles. So I make my guess. "Are you 29?" I ask, and instantly regret it by the look on her face.

"29?!" she asks with wide eyes.

"I meant 28… 27? I just thought you were older than me." I say, trying to cover up what I just said.

"I can't believe you think I look 29!" she says, shaking her head.

"Come on, tell me!" I whine.

"OK." She whispers, and looks me in the eye, building up the tension. "I'm 34 years old."

NO WAY

There is no way this woman is not in her 20's. I mean, look at her! She's got the body of a college cheerleader and the face of a model after Photoshop. No way, she's in her mid 30's! I mean, she has no wrinkles, I would have found then if she had any since my face was glued to every inch of her body the last 24 hours. I think almost a minute has passed since announced her name with me not reacting. "Say something." Nina says, looking at me confused.

"I'm gonna need some proof of that. Do you have your driver's license or any ID for me to see?" I ask.

"What? You don't believe me?" she asks, and the only answer I give her is a totally overwhelmed and socked look that makes her laugh. "Why would I lie about how old I am? Wouldn't I rather tell you I'm younger than what I really am?"

"I'm still gonna need to see some proof of that." I say, shaking my head, still doubting her.

"Whatever Teddy, it's my turn to ask you a question." She says, and takes a deep breath. "Where would you want to live if you had the opportunity to live anywhere you wanted?"

"Hmm, good question…" I sigh, and think. Where would I want to live if I could have lived anywhere I wanted? Thanks for my job, I get to travel a lot and see loads of different places in the world. And I know my answer, even though it's not an interesting one. "Just get me a ticket, and I'll move back to L.A." I say.

"Really? Did it make such a good impression on you?" she asks. "What was it about Los Angeles that captured your heart?"

"Well, I was born and raised in Seattle and went for university in Cambridge, both places are not famous for their sunny hot days. And living in L.A. was the closest place to paradise that I've found. Every day felt like vacation- it was bikini heaven. Believe me, it wasn't my decision to come back to Seattle."

"If bikini's was the reason, you should go to Brazil. Their bikini's are literally thongs, over there it's 'the less it's covering- the better'." She says.

"My answer is still L.A. Anyway, my turn to ask you a question. So Ms. Serena 'Nina' Jones…" I say teasingly, and before I get a chance to finish my question she cuts me off.

"Don't call me the Ted! I told you I don't like that name!" she says, quite irritated and angry. Her reaction is so opposite to her behaviour throughout the day, it's a bit scary. Her reaction of me calling her by the name Serena is so dark and mysteries that I know there is a reason for her loathing that name. "Why do you hate your name?" I ask.

"I just don't." she says dismissively.

"Oh come on Nina. You set the rules of this game, you have to answer honestly." I say very casually, attempting to lighten her mood.

"Fine," she says coldly, "I was named Serena after my father's mother. And since he never wanted anything to do with me, I didn't think I should give him the honor of being named after his mother. Not that I think he even cared, I was just a mistake that happened on one of his business trip's affairs."

"What do you mean? Affair?" I ask, hoping that I misunderstood her and not what I think.

"My biological father was a married man with kids, a big business man in New York. And he had an affair with my mother, and met up whenever he went on a business trip to London. Once she got knocked up, he wanted nothing to do with her or me. Can we drop it now?" she asks, irritated.

I pull her closer and tighter in my arms, resting my chin on the top of her head. "Sure, I won't mention it again." I say. We sit in slice for a while, and I try to imagine Nina as a little girl, with a father who didn't accept her existence and a mother who neglected her to a point that she became a 'Coping Together' child. I still wonder how she ended up in the US, since 'Coping Together' work only in America. What was it like growing up with neglecting parents? My parents were so supportive and loving, that I don't even know how to imagine anything else.

I do know that 'Coping Together' started after my father was adopted. I was told that his biological mother was a crack addict, and wasn't able to raise him appropriately or protect him from her abusive pimp who also used to hit and abuse both of them. My father never talked to me about his past, so once I was 12 and I had questions about his past, I asked my mother who said it was my father's story to share. And eventually, he did. The idea of Nina in a situation like want my father was in; makes me so angry, that even though I am in a bath with Nina and the room is hot, a shiver goes throughout my body.

"Are you cold?" Nina asks, turning her head to look at me over her shoulder- noting my shiver. She seems much calmer than five minutes ago, like she really did drop the subject. But I can't seem to think of anything else.

"No babe," I say, literally almost squeezing her in my arms. "I'm perfect here."

"We should go to bed. The bath is starting to get cold, and we need to wake up early tomorrow for me to go home before work." She says, wiggling free of my grip on her and stepping out the tub.

I don't want to think about tomorrow, or the fact that this will be our last night together, but if there is anyone in the world that can do casual sex- it's me. Now that I had a full day of fucking her, I'm pretty sure I got this woman out my system.

Once we are both in white bath robes, she brushes her teeth with my tooth brush, than I do which makes her smile. "We're practically kissing." She smiles at me through the mirror

"I think we covered first base a while ago. It was 'Home run' all the way today." I tease her.

"Whatever…" she says, placing her robe on one of the hanging hooks on the door and walks into my bedroom butt naked.

We lie in bed on our sides, facing each over. We are both calm after the bath and tired after all our exercising today.

"We still have one more question." Nina says out of nowhere.

"Excuse me?" I say, not really knowing what she's talking about.

"Don't you remember? We each had three questions to ask the other in the bath. We've used up two by now, so we have one more to go." she says with a smile.

"Oh right," I say and put my arm around her waist and pull her closer to me. "You go first." I say.

"OK," she smiles and nuzzles closer to me. "What was the longest you went without sex, ever since you were 16?"

Her question makes me smile. I know why she asked me that question; she's trying to lighten up the mode ever since the bath.

"Umm, I need to think about that. I think it was when I was an intern in GEH after university. I didn't want anyone to think I got the job because my dad's the boss. So I worked extra hours…." I say and get cut off midsentence by Nina.

"How long Theodore?" she asks.

"Three months." I say.

"That's it? God you're such a man-whore!" she says, sounding a little disappointed with my answer, which makes me wonder…

"Why? What's the longest you went without sex?" I ask curious.

"Is that your final question you're going to ask me?"

"No!" I say quickly, realizing I only have one more question to ask her. I try to also think of a question not too deep or too privet and the only thing I can think about that actually interest me. "Why did you decide to work in the marketing business?" I ask, genuinely interested.

"Honestly?" she asks, with a very apologetic look. This makes me even more intrigued.

"Of course." I say.

"Well, because of the money." She says very matter of factly.

Her answer surprises me. Of all the answers I would have thought she'd say, never would I thought that it would be for the money. "Are you serious?" I ask raising my eyebrows.

"Yes. Why did you expect an answer more sophisticated?" she asks with a wide smile on her face.

"Yea. It's not a very philanthropic answer." I tease her, and she laughs tiredly.

"Yea I spouse," she says and pushes me to lie on my back, so she could nuzzles in to me with her head on my chest. "I don't expect you to understand. But on the other hand- I don't expect you grew up hungry and poor." She says drawing circles with the tips of her fingers on my bare chest.

I feel horrible for saying that. I feel like the biggest douche bag. "I'm sorry." I say, moving her so she could look me in the eye to see how sincere I am. "I didn't mean to sound like a hypocrite ass. I'm so sorry." I say again, just so she'll know how much I didn't mean what I said.

She smiles back at me and caresses my face. "Oh no honey, I didn't say that to make you feel bad. Believe me, I didn't say it personally, it's just a fact, don't feel bad. It's no one's fault that I was born to a drunken woman who'd rather spend money on alcohol, then on her daughter's dinner. Don't ever apologies for being lucky enough to be born in a loving supporting family, celebrate it." She says and kisses me deeply.

But it doesn't make me feel better. Holding her face with both my hands, I pull her away from me and look her straight in the eye. "Really Nina, it was an Inconsiderate think to say. I know you're a big donor in 'Coping Together', and you're very philanthropic. Please forgive me." I say with no trace of humor.

She smiles at me and says "You're forgiven- but I wasn't even angry. Please don't feel bad for me. Believe me; I am nothing like that girl. Thanks for your grandparents and 'Coping Together' I am so successful and will never be hungry or poor again. Now stop being silly and fuck me one last time before tomorrow comes."

I lay in bed with Nina's sleeping head on my chest and her arm wrapped around my waist. We had sex one last time before calling it night. That was two hours ago, and I am still awake. My mind doesn't seem stay quiet from all Nina said today, all I can think of is Nina as a little girl. Growing up with a drunken mother, wondering why her father isn't there for her. All the stuff she said about being hungry makes me want to punch someone and my first preference to punch is her asshole of a father. I also can't stop thinking about the fact that she was engaged. She was with someone for over eight years and accepted to share the rest of her life with him.

I try to think of anything that will keep me concentrated enough not to think of all the things she told me today. Usually the thing that makes me most concentrated is work, but once I start thinking about work, I remember that tomorrow, once we go to work everything we had today will be gone and we'll have to act like all we shared and did never happened. But maybe if I wake up before her I could wake her up for some morning sex like she did to me this morning- that cheers me up a bit. So with hopeful thoughts of morning sex, I finally find peace, and fall asleep.

I can seriously get used to waking up in the morning to Nina's scent. Even my pillows have her smell now. Reaching my hand to grab her on her side of the bed, I'm disappointed when my hand lands on the cold sheets of my bed. Lifting my head and seeing that Nina isn't in bed with me, I get out of bed quickly and walk to my bathroom where I expect to find her brushing her teeth. Once again, I'm disappointed to find my washroom empty. Just as I make my way to the kitchen thinking she's having her morning tea, I notice on my bedside table a little folded note with my name written in Nina's handwriting on it.

The sight of the note makes my heart drop. This is not a good sign, looking around my room I also see that Nina's gown from the gala isn't were she placed it. Before I make any assumptions I walk over to the bedside table and open the letter.

Dear Theodore,

Thank you for a wonderful day

of movies, food and mind blowing orgasms

I left early so it won't be awkward saying goodbye in the morning.

See you at work

Nina

X

I reread the letter six times at least, trying to make the words a reality. For some reason I expect her to just walk into my room yelling GOTCHA!

This sucks! I was hoping to have sex with her before work. Looking at the time I see its 08:17, which means that even if she was hear we wouldn't have had sex since I'm going to be late for work. I change into my grey Armani suit and get ready to work as quickly as possible. I get my coffee in 4th avenues drive thru Starbucks and hit the gas, driving to GEH.

Remember what I told you last Thursday on my way to work? Driving can be a bitch, but not if you own a red Ferrari FF. Well today, it wouldn't matter if would drive a Lamborghini Veneno, or a 1963 Ferrari 250 gto, or even a fucking Batmobiel for that matter- the traffic combined with my irritation makes me hit the steering wheel every red traffic light or slam the horn every two seconds because of all the other crazy drivers on the road.

Once I get to GEH's garage entrance, I drive extra slow, looking around to find once again the sexy long teasing legs I saw right at this spot four days ago that started this whole fucking nightmare I found myself in since this morning. When I don't see her, and I can't keep ignoring the horns from the line of cars behind me, I drive to my parking spot.

So much has changed since the last time I've parked my car her four days ago. When I was parking my car last Thursday, I haven't really met Ms. Nina Jones yet- I met the crazy bitch who slapped my car. Now I know every inch of her body even better than her.

This is bullshit! I am the biggest player in USA! I can do one night stands. God knows I've pulled the 'run when she sleeps' rutting just like Nina did last night. And now that I've fucked her for a whole day and got her out of my system, I could work properly like the successful COO that I am. Stepping out of my car, I make my way the elevator standing taller and stiffer.

When I reach the twentieth floor and walk out the elevator, I stop walking in a halt when I see in reception Mona and Nina talking casually. Nina is wearing a fitted grey formal work dress with 3/4 length sleeves and an embroidered trim neckline that hug her curves beautifully. Her hair is pulled back in a pony tail that shows off her elegant neck. She looks so professional and cleaned up and so different than yesterday, when I saw her mostly naked and natural. Mona notices me first, standing up and greeting me with the normal 'Good morning Mr. Grey'.

Nina turns to look at me, and I expect her to smile or even just node, but she just grabs a file off of Mona's desk and makes her way to me. "Mr. Grey, this is the contract with Emerson Media Group that you have to sign. We will be meeting them at four today so you should go through it one more time." She says coldly, handing me the contract. She doesn't sound anything like the Nina that was in my room less than 11 hours ago, she sounds like a…. like a… Like a professional cold business partner.

"I have a meeting with Arthur Geller at three, so I'll meet you there. OK Mr. Grey?" she asks matter of factly. Did you notice that she is calling me Mr. Grey? When yesterday she was calling me Theodore, Teddy, Ted or even babe. This is weird. "OK Mr. Grey?" she asks again, more urgent.

So this is what it's going to be like. Completely cold and professional.

Shit.

"Sure, Ms. Jones," I say with a bit of an edge to her name. "I'll see you there at four." I say, and walk away from her to my office. I don't know why this feels so weird. Maybe because ever since the first day, when we met in my father's office, there was sexual tension between us. And whatever it was between us out there, not only there wasn't any chemistry- she seemed like she doesn't even really know me, like I haven't spent most of yesterday inside her.

But I can do it. I can forget everything we had and stay professional. I am the best COO in the US, whatever she thinks she's doing, I'll be two steps ahead of her, I will be cool an aloof.

This is going to be easy.

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