A pov
I have no idea what just happened one moment we were making out on the couch and I think I did it well? From my side it felt amazing like heaven had sent me a special gift. But then just as I was starting to loose myself into the kiss he jumped? He is staring at me now well panting looking like he saw a ghost and it's been 30 seconds since I asked him what happened but so far only silence. Did I do something wrong?
"Ana maybe it's time we head to bed? We both have work in the morning." He gives me a small fake smile but I can see in his eyes that he is far from calm. "Chris"pause"ian did I do something wrong? I'm really sorry. I should go. I'll catch a cab home. " I start to get up and walk to the door absolutely horrified that I had somehow messed this up. Before I make it to the elevator I feel his hand grab mine. He takes a deep breath before speaking.
"I've never shared this information with anyone outside of my family so I'm sorry if I took a bad turn there it's just that I had not yet processed how to tell someone about this." I stare at him confused. He leads me back to the sofa. "When I was young I had some really bad experiences and after that developed quite severe Haphephobia on certain parts of my body" Haphephobia ? Fear of? Oh what was it? Touch! Oh gosh that's why he looks like a ghost kissing me must have been bad for him. "My chest and back burn at even the slightest touch so that's why I jumped about two meters high when you touched my chest" he bows his head in what looks like shame "I'm so sorry Ana"
Cpov
Well she hasn't left screaming yet so that's a good sign. I need to explain it better maybe even show her? I only just know her but I trust her already. "Ana when I was young I lived with my birthmother who was for lack of a better word a whore, her pimp would use me as a punching bag when he was angry and my chest and back hold the scars of the past to prove it. " she gasps as I tell her all of this and I can see a single tear escaping her big blue eyes and I while it away before the water gates break and the tears come flowing. "I'm so sorry Chris" she's sobbing now and I pull her into my arms but she stiffens. "Shhh it's okey, just hands on my shoulders please" she does as asked and cries a little more before calming down. Before we go our separate ways to sleep I fetch her some of my clothes to sleep in.
The next morning I'm up before even Taylor and miss Jones, I go down to the gym and get all my frustration out. The little kissing session last night kept replaying in my mind and even after I relieved myself I still felt frustrated. By the time I get back miss jones is in the kitchen preparing breakfast for two with the biggest smile on earth, I'm guessing that Taylor told her about my guest. I send Taylor out to Prada to go pick up clothes for Ana as she does not have clean work clothes with her.
"Shit, shit,shit." I hear as I come back from my shower. Ana comes running down the stairs crashing into me. "Christian I'm so sorry it's just I need to get home and then to work and I'm late" she says rambling as fast as she can. I kiss her head while holding her steady."we are going to eat breakfast Ana, by then Taylor will be back with clothes for you for work and we can head over together. I only live 4 minutes from work so you are not late"
Apov
Christian moved me to the breakfast nook where a woman was busy serving breakfast. She looks up at me and smiles before placing the plates down. "Can I get you some coffee or tea ma'am?" I giggle. "Hey there I'm Ana" Christian suddenly realizes he hasn't introduced us and jumps in fast. "This is Miss Jones, Ana she manages my house and is a culinary expert, miss Jones this is my girl friend miss Anastasia Steele" miss jones looks happier with this news then I would have expected. I excuse myself when I see Jose calling to talk to him. He just wanted to make sure I was okey and I told him to come by my office for lunch before he heads back to Portland.
While we eat the most delicious breakfasts ever Christian seems angry and I don't really understand why, then Taylor comes walking in with a bag that says Prada and hands it over to me before disappearing down the hall."Christian I can't afford Prada!" He shakes his head at me while taking another bite of his omelettes. "Please just take them, you didn't have clean clothes and I got you some."
The ride to work was quick and we shared a brief kiss in the underground parking before going our separate ways. When I get to my cubical in the intern hall I am pleasantly surprised to find a single white orchard with a card. "For dates that turn into breakfast -C"