Hi everyone..A word of gratitude to all those who took their time to read my story and a big hug to all those reviews, followers and favorites. It means the world to me I have been clued-up that my story is somewhat similar to 'The Wedding Date'. Yes I was inspired by that movie to write this one but it is very loosely based on the movie, don't worry folks there is a lot of differences once the story gets going ;) . Thank you once again. Enjoy the update

Chapter 2

When consciousness returned to me I was lying on my seat in the first class. I scolded myself for not having a decent breakfast or dinner last night too worried on facing my family the next day. When I peeked through my lashes I was again met by those curious grey eyes and instinctively I took a deep breath. "Hello maam, are you ok?" an amused voice asked me hovering above me. I opened my eyes and stared at the most handsome face I have ever seen in my life, seeing him only the word perfection came up in my mind. He was wearing blue shirt and grey pants, which went so well with his beautiful copper locks of hair which was begging to be touched. His face had that correct mix of arrogance, amusement, beauty and innocence and when my eyes met his he smiled in a way that should be made illegal. ' Get a grip Steele' I said to myself. " Yes I am fine, I just felt faint. Thank you" I said to a spec on his shoulder not having the courage to look up to those eyes. "Oh ok maam, would you like some water, fruits or something" he asked and I just nodded my head wondering for the first time why he is addressing me as maam and why the hell he is offering me refreshments. In all these chaos I dint notice that we were already in air. I adjusted myself on my seat and pulled my coat a bit closer to ward of the chills linked to fainting.

"Maam, here you go. Would you need anything else?" he was back. I turned to take my water then it struck he was a flight steward, huh so much for the theory my stupid mind was forming that this piece of perfection had a thing for me. "Thank you" I murmured and took a sip of the cold water while I peeked at his name tag, 'Christian Grey, Senior Flight Attendant' the perfect name for the perfect guy my mind said. I gave him back my empty glass and a small smile, he looked lost for a second and smiled back and walked away. I leaned back in my seat and thought about the horror that is waiting to unfold in my life for the coming 3 weeks.

Travelling in flights always reminded me about my dad and moms divorce. We were vacationing in Greece when mom cheated on dad with a local guy there, Stephan Morton. Even today I hate anyone named Stephan since he reminds me about what tore my perfect family apart and I have rejected a couple of guys just because their name was that. I closed my eyes and remembered coming back to the hotel suite with daddy after a fun day at the beach to find my mom and a local pervert heavy in action. To a 5 year old it looked like he was hurting my mom but when I saw dad running to him and give him the most violent punch ever I became scared. The 2 nights followed was a haze, filled with dads screams, mom's pointless tears, talks of alimony, separation, and loneliness. While returning back in our jet daddy hugged me close and said that he and mummy can't be together ever and asked me whom I wanted to be with. Being the ultimate daddy's girl I choose him and even today it still hurts me that my mom dint even ask me to reconsider. Guess she was happy that she didn't have to tag alone her 5 year old when she goes having sex flings. As time went on I had learned to forgive her and maintain a good relation with her but still at moments like this a thought of 'what if' creeps upon me.

Lost in my thoughts and the weariness of lack of sleep I fell asleep. In between my sleep I faintly recognized his smell coming close and disappearing. After an hour or so I was woken up by heavy turbulence. I reattached my seat belt and searched my bag for a manuscript to read. I had a few promising writers in consideration and I wanted to get my work done even if I was on vacation. After an hour or so an uncontrollable urge to pee made me get up to go to the washroom. I waited outside the vacant corridor since it was occupied. After a while I heard muffled voices coming from the cubicle. It sounded as a guy and lady. Suddenly the noise level increased and the lady started screaming. I waited a while wondering if I should get anyone or interfere myself, then it suddenly hit me, she wasn't screaming in pain she was screaming in pleasure. Since I had only occasional sexual encounters because I am a hopeless romantic still pining over a guy I can't have and even when I had sex I have never uttered a sound other than occasional moans. This lady here was moaning in pleasure, "Yes baby, that way…yes yes yes,..Oh my goddd fuck me like that hard…aaaaaahhhhhh" was the last word I heard and for minute everything was quite. Feeling quite bothered myself I stood freezed wondering of to go back or stay there.

After another minute, the door opened and out walked a lady who was older as my mother. I stared at her round eyed and she blushed a bit but walked away. Her clothes were all disheveled and her hair a mess but her face was that of pure bliss. This was what I needed after a very tiring day, a small reminder that love still exists even when you are 50 I thought thinking about how after years she would remember her aircraft scene with her husband. Well I was in for a surprise, my jaws almost hit the floor when I saw my male demigod come after her from the cubicle. He was shocked momentarily when he saw me and it only confirmed that he was the reason behind her throes of passion. I knew this guy barely but he had lost his place as fast just as the plane which hit a sudden turbulence.

The clumsy me slipped as the plane jumped landing straight to his arms. He smelled utterly edible with his scent mixed with that of sex. I straightened myself and conjuring all the arrogance I could decided to face him," do you charge extra for catching fainting ladies and bathroom sex or is it included in the fare said in the ticket?" he looked shocked for a second and his lips suddenly turned into a grin," I can do both free for you, you see the catching falling ladies part is an inbred manner I have and well the sex thing is an added charge, hey we are supposed to keep the customers happy aren't we? " He asked with the same arrogance as mine." I wouldn't be needing neither, if you would excuse me and I hope you don't have any skanky Mrs. Robinsons coming up for the next 5 minutes I would like to use the bathroom which I correctly remember that I paid for", I said and walked in and closed the door barely hearing his chuckle.

I quickly managed my business and walked back to my seat. While going back I passed near the pantry and I stopped at my feet hearing someone say my name. "Yes dude, her name is Anastasia Steele she is travelling to Seattle, the thing I don't get is why you are suddenly interested in her. Your usual MO is blondes right Chris" a guy with thick black hair was saying. "I don't have an idea john, she is too perfect have you seen her eyes, my lord it looks like the blue ocean and her chestnut curls. And her body man it's to die for, one time I want to have her screaming my name with the same lips she spoke arrogantly to me. Do you ever remember any women not falling for my charms? Well I think I have met a challenge." That arrogant prick replied. "Ha-ha Chris you have lost it, by the way I saw you sneak off with that elderly lady you SOB. How much did you get?" "John it was a simple customer service, she had been noticing me and giving me subtle looks since she got on the plane and I just cashed it. I earned 2k just for a 10 min fuck. Lord Women are at times desperate" I heard in wonder thinking how low people can fall. "So how much has the pool fund for 'grey enterprise holding' come up to?" "It is 50k now, and you know it is my last flight day after tomorrow. I need a 50k more to start my own business, and before you ask again john I am not asking dad, he is really mad at me for dropping Harvard. I am ready to do anything for that 50k" I heard him say. I walked back with a new plan forming in my head which I decided to ponder for the 3 hours of flight time left.

Ok the story has fallen into line. And its extra long hope you all liked it. Thanks u

Rachael XOXO