So, I have found a wonderful beta - icalyn . And I want to say a huge thanks to her for editing this chapter ! Hope you like it! R&R! :)

Anastasia's POV

I walk down the street, trying to escape from the rain but I still have to walk like twenty more minutes until I get home. My white blouse is soaked, and I have my jacket on, only to hide my exposed body.

Of course I was stupid enough not to take an umbrella with me.

And as if this day couldn't have got any worse.

"Hey! Stop him!" I yell as a young man takes my bag and runs away. I try to catch him but it is worthless.

I am left alone in the rain, without my phone, my keys, money. This is the worst day ever.

And I don't even know if the next events are making this day better or worse.

"Get in," Christian commands as his car stops in front of me.

"No, thank you," I say, not wanting to think about this problem – my undeniable feelings for Christian Grey, the brother of my boyfriend.

"Get in Anastasia, or I will get out and make you get in this car." He insists, and from his stare, I am persuaded. A quick ride home won't do anything bad to me.

"I must be ruining your car. My clothes are wet." I say as I get in the expensive Audi.

"I don't care about the car. You are going to be sick, take this," he says and gives me the coffee he must have been drinking before.

"Thank you," I say, taking a sip of the hot drink. I realize the driver is going to my and Kate's apartment, and then another realization hits me – I no longer have keys.

"Wait, Kate won't be home yet." As if he was not aware of that. He must know where his girlfriend is.

"Don't you have keys to your flat?" he asks, but I just shake my head.

"Just before you stopped, I got mugged," I confess.

"Mugged? Are you alright? Did you call the police?"

"There is no point of doing that. The stranger just took my bag and run away. I tried to catch him but of course I lost him," I tell Christian, hoping he would stop this conversation now. I feel stupid in his eyes now.

"Taylor, to Escala," he quickly tells the driver and then turns back to me. "We will manage everything to block your cards and track your phone."

"Thank you, but I really could do this alone, you must be busy and..."

"Conversation's over," he says, and I realize there is no point of fighting it.

Christian's POV

We get into my apartment and Anastasia seems to be driven away by the expensiveness of everything here.

"You really don't have to do this," she says as she turns to me.

I can't stop staring at her. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

"Your clothes are wet, you will take a shower and I will lend you my clothes while yours dry." I step closer to her and take off her jacket which she totally doesn't need. I am surprised to see the white blouse that is stuck to her body. She is wearing a light blue bra, and I can even see that her breasts are perfectly shaped.

Her cheeks redden as she realizes I am staring at her.

"Come here," I take her hand and lead her to my bedroom, to my bathroom.

"Get out of these and take a hot shower, no, bath. You are cold," I say and turn on the water that slowly starts filling up the bathtub.

"I really don't need anything," she says but I won't let her get a cold from this.

"Get in the bath. I will bring you hot tea in ten minutes. What kind of tea do you drink?"

"I really don't need any tea…"

"Black, green? Peppermint?"

"I usually drink black but I really don't need any of this."

I hear her call my name but I don't listen to her anymore. I am walking to the kitchen and telling Gail to make a strong black tea for Anastasia.

I walk to the window and look outside. It is one of the many days when it is raining in Seattle. But it is raining heavily today. And somehow my heart is beating heavily too.

Her beauty,her character... I have never met a woman who has acted the way Anastasia acts around me.

"The tea is ready," Gail tells me, and I go to the kitchen to take the tea for Anastasia.

I take the hot mug and walk to my bedroom from where I no longer can hear the water, so I guess Anastasia must be inside the hot water now.

I almost drop the tea as I see her unhooking her bra and placing it on the little table next to the bath.

She rolls down her panties, and I am no longer aware of my body. I try not to think of this godess in front of me but I just can't not stare at her naked body. She only notices me when she is stepping in the bath.

Something goes wrong, and she slips over.

"Ana!" I put down the mug and quickly get to her, catching her before she falls.

For about three seconds I hold her without thinking anything.

But then I realize her naked body is pressed against me. She looks up at me, and stares at me with her huge eyes.

And that moment, I can't help myself but lower my mouth and just as I am about to kiss her, I hear Kate Kavanaugh's voice filling my apartment.

I let go of Anastasia and get out of the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

"Kate, what are you doing here?" I ask as she steps in my bedroom, looking around.

"Can you tell me who this jacket belongs to?" she says, holding Anastasia's wet jacket.

"I think you should leave."

"I will leave when I am sure that you are not cheating on me," Kate says, making her way to the bathroom, but I stop her.

"We are not in a relationship!" I raise my voice at her.

"What will you parents say if they knew you broke up with me? I am perfection in their eyes."

"You are not my girlfriend."

She laughs and somehow manages to get the bathroom door open.

"Bitch!" she yells as she sees Anastasia lying in the bath, the bath foam covering her body.

"Kate…" Anastasia says her name, taking a towel and standing up.

"You are cheating on me with my so called best friend? And you, Anastasia? Cheating with your boyfriend's brother?"

"Anastasia and I are not cheating on anyone with each other," I strictly say, ignoring Kate's scene.

"Then why the fuck is she in your bath? Tired after you have fucked her senseless? Or did you plan to share this bath with her?"

"We are not having this conversation here. Anastasia was alone in the rain, and I am only helping her. Here is your tea," I say, turning to Anastasia, and then I push Kate out of the bathroom and make her leave my bedroom. No woman is allowed in my bedroom.

Today was an exception. I wanted Anastasia the best bath. I wanted her to feel the best after what she had suffered today.

"You should go home now."

"If I go somewhere, I will take her with me," she insists, sitting down on the living room's couch.

"She is busy at the moment."

"Whatever, you know, you both will regret this," Kate says and gets up, walking to the elevator.

I actually couldn't care less of what's going to happen to her now. I only care about the woman who just got out of my bedroom only in a towel.

"Where are my clothes?" she softly asks, as if she was afraid of me.

I walk past her, to my bedroom. She needs dry clothes, so I take one of my tee shirts and a pair of sweatpants that could almost fit her. I get back to her and give her the clothes.

"Your clothes are drying. Wear these," I say, and she takes them.

"You can have my room," I say to break the awkward silence between us as she must be thinking where should she change.

She thanks me and goes back to my room. My room. The room where only I should be allowed to be in.

But I want her to be there. I want to feel her scent after.

I want her.

"Christian," And then I hear my name called by my brother.

"Elliot."

"Can I know where is my girlfriend?" he asks, looking around the apartment.

"Anastasia is in my room. Changing. Want something to drink?" I ask politely after telling about Ana.

"I want some answers," he is staring at me, angry.

"Go on."

"Kate told me –"

"Whatever Kate told you is not true," I interrupt him, knowing that she must have told him that me and Ana are cheating on them.

"Do you have something with Anastasia? The truth."

"I have nothing with your girlfriend," I remind him…or maybe myself. Anastasia is Elliot's girlfriend. My brother's girlfriend. I can't, I should not.

"Then what is she doing here?" Elliot asks.

"She was out in the rain with no keys, no phone and no money. What did you want me to do? Leave your girlfriend there?"

"No," Elliot sighs. "But why was she in your bath?"

"Because she was cold!" Is it him I am trying to convince? She was cold, that's why I took her here. And what came after was just a moment when holding her was the most logical thing to do.

And what came after that…nothing. But I know that something could have happened. Was about to happen.

"I am taking her from here," he says, looking around one more time, finding Anastasia at my bedroom's doorstep.

Anastasia's POV

This has been an awful day. Everything that happened. And almost happened.

I wish I could be at my home now, all this day. No Christian, no rain, no baths. No letting him catch me. No letting him see me in the most personal way anyone has ever seen me. No looking up in his eyes, hoping he would kiss me.

And then wanting to slap myself for the fact that I had wanted him to kiss me.

And now I have lost my best friend.

As Elliot told me, Kate has thrown me out. At least for a while. And now I am at Elliot's, at my boyfriend's house. I hear a soft knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Ana," Elliot sighs as he looks at me. He comes in and sits down on the edge of the bed. "I am leaving early tomorrow. But feel at home here. I will get back in the evening, so I will see you then," he says, leaning closer to me.

"Thank you," I only say in response.

"Anything for you," he says, giving me a soft peck on the lips.

An image of his brother flashes as his lips touch mine. Why? Why, dear God, why?

The next morning I wake up at nine. I get myself dressed in the clothes I had worn yesterday which are dry now. But I still have Christian's clothes. I still have the memory of him yesterday. Of his arms. Of his stare.

And then I hear the doorbell ringing. I get up to the door and there is no one else standing but Christian.

"Christian…" I say his name, looking at him.

"I got your bag," he says, giving me my stolen purse.

"How?" I ask, checking that my phone and wallet are still there.

"Contacts with police, CCTV owners…anyway, I wanted to bring it back."

"Thank you," and then, without thinking, I give him a kiss on the cheek. As I pull away, we both are looking at each other.

And then comes the expected and the unexpected at the same time.

He lowers his head just the way he did yesterday, but this time he kisses me. He slowly wraps his arms around me, kissing me harder, with passion, with need.

I respond his kiss. I am lost in this kiss.

And then he pulls away. He stares at me for a few seconds and then leaves.

Leaving me with so much to think about. Leaving me with guilt and the realization of how stupid I was.

I will never let something like that happen again.

Never.

And after staring at the door after he has left for about fifteen minutes, I decide to switch on my phone.

An unanswered call from Ray, also a message from Elliot. And then come the messages from Kate.

I am sorry. I know you couldn't cheat on Elliot.

Come home if you want to. I am sorry.

I read them, and tears start to fill my eyes. I did cheat on Elliot. Maybe it was only a kiss, and that meant nothing.

But, hell no! It was more than a kiss, and it meant so much I can't even express in words.