- Do you believe me? - she asks and extends her hand to me.
I take her and the two of us go to her house.
Won t your maid be surprised that you re with a man? - I ask on the threshold of her house.
Oh, she s not surprised by anything, Ana chuckles, letting me into the house.
No one comes to meet us and I understand that there are only two of us here. Still goes to the tree and lights it. This is a huge tree that reaches the ceiling, hung with a huge number of garlands and toys. She is amazing and I smile looking at Anastacia s childish delight.
- Are you hungry? - the blonde asks and I grin. I doubt your refrigerator will satisfy my hunger, Miss Still.
I m hungry, I answer and she leads me to the kitchen.
The kitchen is small and cozy with Egyptian wallpaper on the walls, a silver ceiling-mounted refrigerator, and lots of cabinets and drawers.
- What are you going to do? There's crab salad, pasta, fried chicken and wine. I can make sandwiches with caviar, Ana opens the refrigerator and I stare at her delicious ass. Gray, control yourself. You won't attack her. At least for now.
- Give it all. And I won t refuse caviar, I say and she laughs.
Does anyone have a good appetite? Eh, Mister Grey? But for the caviar we ll need to get our hands dirty, Still laughs, can you cook?
She is laughing? My second passion after domination and black magic is cooking. I'm surprised that Ana also likes to cook. I nod to her and we get to work chopping the loaf.
Do you like to cook? I ask as I spread butter on my toast.
- Yeah. The Stills often go on business trips and I am left alone. At first I lived on fast food, but you know that it is a war in the stomach and a fucked up figure. I had to google simple recipes and cook it myself. I learned it this way: I opened YouTube, found the culinary channel of Slavny Druzhe and repeated everything that was shown in the video. At first it turned out terrible, but I learned through trial and error. Tomorrow I ll treat you to pancakes with maple syrup, Ana quickly kisses me on the cheek.
- Tomorrow? Are you asking me to stay? - I was not ready for this.
Damn Miss Still is provoking me. Don't say later that you didn't want it, girl.
- God, and my generation is also called spoiled. I hope you'll come see me tomorrow. Leaving a grown sexy man who looks like Robert De Niro at home at night. I m too young for this shit, Ana giggles.
Finally, the sandwiches are ready and we move into the living room, where a ginger kitten is sleeping on the sofa.
- Carrick, to the fireplace! Ana doesn t stand on ceremony with him and takes him to the comfortably burning hearth.
We place plates of food and a bottle of wine on the glass coffee table. Then Ana goes somewhere and comes back with a corkscrew. She opens the bottle and pours the wine into glasses. We clink glasses and drink to Christmas. Her eyes sparkle and I'm sure mine do too.
Wait, after the first glass, Still leaves somewhere and ten minutes later comes out to me in a white knee-length dress and with her hair down. My jaw hits the floor and I can't take my eyes off her. She's beautiful.
I didn t want to spend our first date in jeans and a T-shirt, she sits down next to me.
We start eating and then I notice that Anastasia puts a lot of food on her plate. What with her?
- Ana, I know it s none of my business, but... isn t it too much? I grin, taking a sip.
- Gray. Look at your plate, she emphasizes every word, as a child, when I lived with my biological mother and her fucking pimp, I starved. So now I eat everything on my plate, even the crumbs.
My eyes fill with tears. What kind of a freak do you have to be to treat a 3-4 year old girl like that? I remain silent and watch Ana carefully eat, and decide to find a good psychologist for her. Maybe he can help her cope with her demons?