Thank you so much for the review and followers! I went to bed last night at 23:22 and woke up at 7am finding that people already like it!
Reply to the review: I never said that she loves him ... yet ;)
E.L James Created these fantastic characters... well some of them...
Sorry it's not very long! I'm trying to write this quickly because I have to get ready for school!... oh the joys of Sixth Form!
Driving to work this morning with Martin sitting next to me, was probably the most awkward 15 minutes of my life. What the fuck was I thinking last night? I don't know anything about him!
Ok, well I do know that he's hot ... and good in bed. Damn it Phoebe Ella Grey! You can't have anything other than a friendship with Martin- no fucking-got it?!
After our- what seemed like forever- communte to work, we walk into my office and see that the table laid out smartly and two coffees already on the placemats.
Martin takes the seat infont of my desk just as I take mine behind it.
"So Martin, tell me more about you and your personal life" I ask in the professional manor that an employer should, not in the 'I fucked you last night even though I had only knew you for the space of half and hour, if that'.
"Well, I'm 22 and from Kent, England. I have two brothers and one sister- I am the baby of us four. My mother is a barrister and my father is a doctor. I went to Cambridge University to study English Literiture. I don't like Marmite... especially not on toast. I love to play football- oh I mean Soccer" I nod- in truth I knew exactly what he meant, I mean I did live in England whilst I was studying for my degree..."I like rugby and badminton. I was with my girlfriend for 5 years before I broke up with her yesterday... just before my flight out here"
The last part throws me off. A girlfriend? So was I just a rebound fuck then? I must admit this has now made me pissed.
"How did you break up?" I say without even thinking. Ok, now this was getting too personal with the questions- this shouldn't be any of my business... but why?
"She cheated on me with the headmasters son... Anyway enough of learning about me! Tell me things about you!"
I'm startled by this. Normally people don't ask about my personal life- I'm the employer, not the employee.
"Well my full name is Phoebe Ella Grey. I own this publishing house and the restoration house next door. My family are incredibly wealthy- as you might already know- but I would rather be normal- no company, no money and certainly no Paparazzi." I say to him with slight hesistation.
"Your family are wealthy? No I don't really know anything about you Miss Grey. I guess I should've done some research.. but with all of my final exams... and Elicia..."
Ok then, so he has got to the first ever person I have ever met in my entire life, that doesn't know who my family are... time to break the ice I suppose!
"My parents are Christian and Anastasia Grey. My brothers are Andrew and Theodore Grey..."
His eyes widen as soon as I said my parents names. It's finally clicked. Fuck. He's got to be shitting himself by now.
"Your father is one of the most wealthy entrepenuears in the USA? THE Christian Grey?" He asks shocked.
"Yes." I say simply- well what else can I say?
"Shit." He says looking into his lap.
He has had the sudden realisation that he fucked one of the most wealthiest man's daughter and he is going to kill him for it. I actually feel sorry for him.
"Yes, it is a little bit of shit" I say back to him. We sit in silence for what seems like forever, contemplating on how we're going to build our friendship and obvious work relationship.
But fuck. Why the fucking hell did I do that last night?!