APOV
I glance at Grey but he is engrossed in the meeting. I turn back around, waiting for the coffee to finish, and open the email.
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To: Anastasia Steele
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Hard Enough
Stop biting your lip, Anastasia.
Christian Grey, CEO of GEH.
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I immediately let go of my lip, that I didn't even realize I was biting, only to blush scarlet red.
I glance back but he doesn't look at me, continuing with his meeting.
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To: Christian Grey
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Sorry, Sir
How did you get my email?
A.
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To: Anastasia Steele
From: Christian Grey
Subject: You Should Be
I'm the CEO. I have everyone's work email.
Christian Grey, CEO of GEH
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To: Christian Grey
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: So You're A Control Freak?
Okay, that would make sense.
Had it not been my personal email you sent this to.
A.
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To: Anastasia Steele
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Coffee?
Oh, I exercise control in all things, Miss Steele.
How's that coffee coming along?
Christian Grey, CEO of GEH
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To: Christian Grey
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Controlling CEOs In Need Of Caffeine.
Sorry I got distracted when a certain CEO emailed me like a stalker.
A.
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I put my phone away smiling.
After the coffee is finished, I pour it into mugs. Gathering everything I need, like creams and sugars, I give them their coffee, starting with Mr. Grey.
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After the meeting, everyone stands and starts walking to the door. I'm putting the conference room back together.
"Miss Steele." I look up from pushing a chair in when I hear Mr. Grey call my name.
"May I have a moment of your time in my office when you're finished." With that he walks out without waiting for a response.
I'm standing there thinking, Yup, now I know I'm getting fired. Guess I shouldn't have called him a 'Controlling Stalker'.
After I put the chairs and everything else back where it belongs, I nervously walk to Mr. Grey's office.
I knock twice and open the door.
He has removed his jacket and is standing near the floor to ceiling window, looking out at Seattle. His back is towards me and his hands are in his pockets. I enter his office fully, and close the door behind me, but I stay near the door.
"You wanted to see me, sir?"
He turns around, his face is impassive, so I don't know what he's thinking.
"I was wondering if you would join me for dinner tonight?"
Dinner?! What?
"I don't think that's a good idea" I say to myself, but apparently I've said it out loud because I hear him say,
"Why not?!"
I bite my lip. Oh, that voice. I look down and shake my head negatively.
"Tomorrow night then." I think it's a question but it doesn't sound like a question.
I look up through my lashes. He's looking at me so intently.
"No thank you, Mr. Grey." I turn around and leave his office.
I have to get out of here before I do something stupid, like say 'yes' to my boss's invitation to dinner.
What the hell?! Dinner?
The rest of my day passes without further interruption.
CPOV
After our email banter, and me getting busted for sending it to her personal email instead of her work email, she finally serves the coffee.
I can't get this smile off my face. Ros is looking at me like I'm crazy and have lost my mind. The department heads just look confused.
We continue on with the meeting.
Halfway through the meeting, I decide to follow Flynn's advice. I'm going to ask her to dinner and hope she wont run when she sees my darkside. I wont throw her into my world, but perhaps if I bring it in small doses, we can work up to more.
I internally laugh. More. I don't do more. What is this girl doing to me? She must be into Witchcraft.
We end the meeting and as everyone heads to the door, Anastasia starts cleaning up the conference room.
"Miss Steele, may I have a moment of your time in my office when you're finish."
I walk out and to my office before she can answer me, since it's not a question.
I take off my jacket and pull off my tie as I feel like I'm chocking, unbuttoning a few buttons, as well.
Why am I so nervous? Surely anyone that doesn't know me would want to go out to dinner with me. I'm Christian Grey.
Looking out at Seattle, I hear two small knocks and the door open.
"You wanted to see me, sir." Her soft voice fills the room.
It's like she's talking to my dick instead of me.
I turn around to look at her. She is so fucking beautiful, I want to take her here and now. Dinner first, Grey, then fucking. Definitely fucking.
"I was wondering if you would join me for dinner tonight?"
She looks surprised. Why? Does she not realize how beautiful she is?
"I don't think that's a good idea." She says so quietly you would think she is talking to herself.
Why the fuck not?!
"Why not?!" I didn't mean for it to come out so harsh, but she's turning me down? Seriously?!
She just bites her lip, looks down, and shakes her head no.
I'm not giving up that easy.
"Tomorrow night then." It's not a question. She will join me for dinner.
She looks up at me through her lashes.
"No thank you, Mr. Grey."
She turns around and walks out of my office before I can say anything more.
What the fuck?
I run my hand through my hair.
Fucking Flynn!