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What
in
heaven
’
s
name
does
that
mean
?
He
’
s
never
slept
with
anyone
?
He
’
s
a
virgin
?
Somehow
I
doubt
that
.
I
stand
staring
at
him
in
disbelief
.
He
is
the
most
mystifying
person
I
’
ve
ever
met
.
And
it
dawns
on
me
that
I
have
slept
with
Christian
Grey
,
and
I
kick
myself
—
what
would
I
have
given
to
be
conscious
to
watch
him
sleep
?
See
him
vulnerable
.
Somehow
,
I
find
that
hard
to
imagine
.
Well
,
allegedly
all
will
be
revealed
tonight
.
In
his
bedroom
,
I
hunt
through
a
chest
of
drawers
and
find
the
hair
dryer
.
Using
my
fingers
,
I
dry
my
hair
the
best
I
can
.
When
I
’
ve
finished
,
I
head
into
the
bathroom
.
I
want
to
brush
my
teeth
.
I
eye
Christian
’
s
toothbrush
.
It
would
be
like
having
him
in
my
mouth
.
Hmm
…
Glancing
guiltily
over
my
shoulder
at
the
door
,
I
feel
the
bristles
on
the
toothbrush
.
They
are
damp
.
He
must
have
used
it
already
.
Grabbing
it
quickly
,
I
squirt
toothpaste
on
it
and
brush
my
teeth
in
double
time
.
I
feel
so
naughty
.
It
’
s
such
a
thrill
.
Grabbing
my
T
-
shirt
,
bra
,
and
panties
from
yesterday
,
I
put
them
in
the
shopping
bag
that
Taylor
brought
and
head
back
to
the
living
area
to
hunt
for
my
bag
and
jacket
.
Deep
joy
,
there
is
a
hair
tie
in
my
bag
.
Christian
is
watching
me
as
I
tie
my
hair
back
,
his
expression
unreadable
.
I
feel
his
eyes
follow
me
as
I
sit
down
and
wait
for
him
to
finish
.
He
’
s
on
his
BlackBerry
talking
to
someone
.
“
They
want
two
?
…
How
much
will
that
cost
?
…
Okay
,
and
what
safety
measures
do
we
have
in
place
?
…
And
they
’
ll
go
via
Suez
?
…
How
safe
is
Ben
Sudan
?
…
And
when
do
they
arrive
in
Darfur
?
…
Okay
,
let
’
s
do
it
.
Keep
me
abreast
of
progress
.
”
He
hangs
up
.
“
Ready
to
go
?
”
I
nod
.
I
wonder
what
his
conversation
was
about
.
He
slips
on
a
navy
pinstriped
jacket
,
picks
up
his
car
keys
,
and
heads
for
the
door
.
“
After
you
,
Miss
Steele
,
”
he
murmurs
,
opening
the
door
for
me
.
He
looks
casually
elegant
.
I
pause
,
fractionally
too
long
,
drinking
in
the
sight
of
him
.
And
to
think
I
slept
with
him
last
night
and
,
after
all
the
tequila
and
the
throwing
up
,
he
’
s
still
here
.
What
’
s
more
,
he
wants
to
take
me
to
Seattle
.
Why
me
?
I
don
’
t
understand
it
.
I
head
out
the
door
recalling
his
words
—
There
’
s
something
about
you
—
well
,
the
feeling
is
entirely
mutual
,
Mr
.
Grey
,
and
I
aim
to
find
out
what
his
secret
is
.
We
walk
in
silence
down
the
corridor
toward
the
elevator
.
As
we
wait
,
I
peek
up
at
him
through
my
lashes
,
and
he
looks
out
of
the
corner
of
his
eyes
down
at
me
.
