A/N: Thanks again to all those who have read and reviewed my story. I'm glad you guys are still liking it. I worked hard to get the next update up before the weekend was over. I will be working on the next chapter, but can't promise it will be up before next weekend. I will try, but no promises. Well please enjoy the next chapter.

The limo pulled up outside Ana's apartment. Christian sent Taylor to fetch Ana while he checked some e-mails on his blackberry. Tonight Ana would be attending a charity function with him for ending hunger in the United States. Christian donated money to the operation often and also helped to handle some of the business aspects. There were sure to be paparazzi there eager to snap his picture especially if he had a woman on his arm. Ana was soon slipping into the limo seating herself across from Christian.

"Good evening Ana," Christian said without even looking up from his phone.

"Evening Christian," Ana said returning the greeting.

"The charity function we are attending is for Food Lifeline. It's a nonprofit that's mission is to save food that would have been wasted at grocery stores in order to use it to feed the hungry of Seattle and surrounding areas," Christian explained.

"How are you connected to this charity?" Ana asked generally interested.

"I've been on the committee for three years now. I make sizeable donations and I help them from time to time on the business aspect," he explained.

"What kind of charity function is it?" she asked.

"$1000 a plate dinner as well as an art auction. We're hoping to raise a sizable amount of money tonight. The paparazzi will be there. The dress looks nice by the way."

"Thank you."

The rest of the ride was silent. Ana had no idea Christian Grey was such a humanitarian. She had briefly googled him on the laptop he had insisted she keep. She knew he was CEO of a multibillion dollar company and was worth quite a bit. Most men worth that much could care less about the poor and less fortunate. Ana was starting to look at Christian in a different light. She still didn't understand why he was paying her to be his fake girlfriend for his mother's benefit. Secretly Ana feared the truth would come out and it would just hurt the kind woman she had met the other night. Ana pushed her thoughts aside as they pulled up outside the dinner and auction.

Someone opened the door and Christian slid out first. He then bent and offered his hand to Ana and helped her out. They walked together towards the door all the while pictures were being snapped. There was a murmur going through the crowd everyone speculating who the woman on Christian's arm was. Christian bent down to her ear as they walked, "Just act natural they are eating this up." Ana smiled placing her free hand on his arm. Christian tensed for just a moment it's just your arm Grey. The paparazzi were snapping plenty of pictures shouting at Christian to tell them who he was with. Soon they were inside the function and away from the large crowd.

Several acquaintances stopped to talk to both Christian and Ana. Ana must have told the crashed into the back of his car story to a dozen or so people. Christian enjoyed watching her tell and re-tell the story each time eliciting a similar response to the person or persons she was telling it to. She was right when she had said people would eat the story up. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at how well she was doing. Finally when they had a break from people coming up to them Christian leaned down and whispered in her ear "You are doing wonderful." Ana just flashed a knowing smile at him. Soon everyone was called to sit down and eat. The host of the event stood and thanked everyone for coming and bid them all to enjoy their meal. He ended his little speech by reminding them all to look at the art and bid on their favorite piece or two.

They began their meal with shrimp rillettes served with a French baguette. Christian poured a glass of white wine urging her to try it. Ana obliged remarking how everything tasted amazing. Next they were served the salad course. The salad consisted of romaine and baby leaf greens, cucumber, cranberry, bean sprouts, garbanzo, almonds, and nicoise vinaigrette. Ana picked at her salad all the while listening intently to Christians conversation with the man across the table from them. She gathered they were talking about a business deal that hadn't gone as planned. "You should eat Ana," Christian said in that ordering tone of voice he so often used. "They're bringing the next course out," she said in response. It wasn't that Ana didn't like the food she just didn't think she was going to be able to eat so much. Looking around many of the women were only eating half knowing there was more to come.

Soon their dinner was over and they were up looking at the art to be auctioned off. Someone had pulled Christian away so she wandered around finally stopping and staring at a piece of art that she found beautiful. She stood and stared at the canvas for ten minutes. Christian watched her from afar as she studied the painting. Without thinking he put a bid in on it deciding he would purchase it for her. After placing the bid he planned to go back to her, but ran into someone and was pulled into another conversation. Ana was just about to leave the painting she was looking at when a man walked up and remarked on the painting to her.

"Beautiful am I right?" he asked her.

"Yes I've just spent the last 10 minutes staring at it," she laughed.

"And I've just spent the last 10 minutes staring at you," he flirted as he turned towards her.

Ana couldn't help but blush at his words. The man was absolutely delectable. Tall and muscular and he appeared to be around her age. She couldn't help but compare him to Christian, but quickly removed those thoughts from her head. Christian Grey wanted nothing more from her then a business deal.

"My name is Nicholas Bellinger and you are?" he asked.

"Anastasia Steele, but you can call me Ana," she said as she turned to him smiling.

"I've never seen you at one of these before. My mother drags me along to most of her functions," he laughs.

"This is my first ch…" Ana started to explain when Christian sidled up to her.

"Ana there you are. I was looking for you everywhere. Ahhh Nicholas I see you've met my girlfriend," Christian said as he pulled Ana into his side.

"Mr. Grey I hadn't realized you were dating," Nicholas said by way of apology.

"Quite alright and how has your mother been?" Christian asked making conversation.

"She's been fine and I must go find her now. Nice to meet you Ana," Nicholas said as he sulked off.

Christian smiled wider than he should have. Ana couldn't help but feel like she had just been the object of a pissing contest. Christian told her they were going to make the rounds around the room one more time then they could leave. It wasn't long before the valet was holding the door open to the limo and Christian was helping her in. Christian settled in across from her then opened the mini fridge pulling out a bottle of wine. He poured two glasses offering one to Ana. She took it and sipped it slowly.

"You did very well this evening. You were quite convincing and I don't know how many people came up to me to tell me what a charming young lady you were," he smirked as he took a sip.

"I'm glad I'm portraying your girlfriend adequately," she chuckled then took a sip.

"Sunday I'll pick you up about 9:30. We'll go to my parents for brunch. It will just be me, you, and my mother."

"Sounds good and don't forget I won't be available next weekend," she said reminding him.

"That's right your business trip to New York. How is your new job?" he asked and he sounded genuinely interested.

"I love it and I went out with some girls from the office, which was nice. My boss is a little creepy sometimes, but I'm sure he'll get the hint eventually."

"I trust he hasn't done anything," Christian said concern etched on his face. While she may not be my girlfriend I won't stand by while some idiot abuses his power to hurt a naïve young girl.

"No nothing like that. He keeps asking me out and I've told him I have a boyfriend," she giggles as she says it.

"Sounds like he isn't taking the hint?" he says as he pours her some more wine.

"Perhaps he thinks I'm lying. I guess he will see the two of us on the front pages before too much longer."

"I suppose you're right," he reasoned.

Ana had finished two glasses of wine and was feeling a little light headed when they had finally pulled up to her apartment. As she stepped out of the limo she nearly fell on her ass, but Christian caught her. "I'll help you up to your apartment," he said leaving no room for argument in his tone of voice. Ana leaned on Christian for support as he helped her up the steps to her apartment on the second floor. They reached the door and Ana fumbled with the keys. Christian took them from her and opened the door helping her inside. Christian looked around the apartment and its paltry decorating. The portrait he had purchased for her was surely going to look out of place.

"I'll get you some water," he said as he helped her sit down then went to her small kitchen.

"Thank you," Ana said gratefully as she took the glass from him.

"Do you have any aspirin?" he asked.

"In the bathroom… I'll get it," she said as she went to stand.

"Sit down I'll get it," he ordered as he went to the bathroom.

"You have a bad habit of that," she remarked as he handed her two aspirin.

"Of what?" he asked feigning not to know.

"Barking orders," she said simply.

"Miss Steel that is not my only bad habit," he snickered as he stood by the front door. "Get some rest and I'll see you Sunday morning. Goodnight Ana."

"Goodnight Christian," she said softly as he closed the door.

Ana sat on the couch a long time looking at the door Christian had just walked through. She was beyond confused by what she was feeling. He had said he didn't have a need for a girlfriend in his life and that is why he was paying her to be his fake girlfriend. He was beyond handsome with his copper hair and grey eyes. She wondered why he didn't date. He'd denied being gay, but perhaps he was. She couldn't think about this right now. Ana chastised herself for drinking too much wine then stood and made her way to her room dropping her clothes on the way.

Christian slid into the limo noticing Ana had left her small purse behind. "Hold on Taylor I'm going to run Miss Steele's purse up to her," he said as he grabbed it. Christian didn't know why he was bringing it up to her himself. Normally he would have just had Taylor take it to her, but he wanted to check on her one more time before they left. She'd consumed several glasses of wine during the evening and had obviously over done it. He knocked on the door and waited, but she didn't answer. He knocked once more before finally trying the door knob surprised that it opened. "Ana?" he called out, but she didn't answer. He saw her dress lying on the floor outside a door sitting open a little. He peeked in and saw her sleeping soundly in her bed. Quietly he walked in and set her purse on her bedside table. He was about to walk out when she stirred and he couldn't help but look at her. She really is beautiful he thought as he stared at her for a moment. Christian quickly left her room then the apartment being sure to lock the door before he left.

Sunday morning had arrived. Ana was surprised when Christian actually came up to the door to get her as if they were going on an actual date. He brought her downstairs to his car, the very same one she had crashed into.

"Your car's fixed," she remarked.

"I got it back yesterday and she is good as new," he said as he opened the door for her.

"I hope it wasn't too expensive. I really am sorry," she started to apologize again.

"No need to apologize again and you are more than making up for it," he reminded her.

Soon they were at Christian's parent's house. Grace greeted them at the door pulling Ana into a hug. She brought them into the house and out onto a porch overlooking an impressively landscaped backyard.

"Your father is off golfing," Grace said as they sat down.

"How have you been mom?" he asked.

"Wonderful things are going great at the hospital. How are things with you two?" she asked smiling widely at Ana.

"Wonderful Mrs. Grey," Ana said.

"Please call me Grace, dear."

The morning was spent talking and eating a wonderful meal. Mostly Ana answered a lot of questions about herself. Finally she had excused herself to use the restroom which gave Grace a few minutes alone with Christian.

"Oh Christian she is absolutely wonderful. I hope you don't plan to let her get away," Grace gushed.

"Of course not mom," he lied easily.

"We're going to have to plan a dinner with the whole family so everyone can get to know her," Grace said as she stood and started clearing plates.

"Mom not too fast now, we've only been dating a month," Christian said as he stood to help her.

"I know I'm just so excited you've never even mentioned a girl and the first girl you bring home is just perfect," Grace gushes again.

Ana walked in and they stopped the conversation. Christian was glad she had interrupted the conversation between his mother and himself. They quickly finished cleaning the dishes from brunch before retiring to the sitting room. Christian got a call on his phone shortly after they had sat and excused himself stating he couldn't miss the call. Grace quickly pulled out some photo albums showing Ana pictures of Christian as a young boy. Ana couldn't help but smile at the pictures of the cute copper haired boy.

"He didn't talk for quite some time after we adopted him," Grace explained as she flipped to the next picture.

"Really? He told me he and his siblings were adopted, but didn't discuss much else of it," Ana said.

"No not a word, but when we adopted Mia he was smitten with her and he started to open up more," Grace explained.

"I never had any siblings so I had a lonely childhood," Ana said.

Christian came back into the room as he stuffed his phone into his pocket. The three talked for a while longer before finally they said their goodbyes. Christian dropped Ana off at home then went home himself. He was looking forward to the next weekend. He'd already told Samantha he would be needing her for the entire weekend. He was starting to wonder if perhaps this fake girlfriend idea was a bad idea. Juggling his sub, Ana, and other obligations was getting to be more and more of an inconvenience.