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He
frowns
.
“
Anastasia
,
you
should
always
read
anything
you
sign
,
”
he
admonishes
me
.
“
Christian
,
what
you
fail
to
understand
is
that
I
wouldn
’
t
talk
about
us
to
anyone
anyway
.
Even
Kate
.
So
it
’
s
immaterial
whether
I
sign
an
agreement
or
not
.
If
it
means
so
much
to
you
,
or
your
lawyer
…
whom
you
obviously
talk
to
,
then
fine
.
I
’
ll
sign
.
”
He
gazes
down
at
me
,
and
he
nods
gravely
.
“
Fair
point
well
made
,
Miss
Steele
.
”
I
lavishly
sign
on
the
dotted
line
of
both
copies
and
hand
one
back
to
him
.
Folding
the
other
,
I
place
it
my
purse
and
take
a
large
swig
of
my
wine
.
I
’
m
sounding
so
much
braver
than
I
’
m
actually
feeling
.
“
Does
this
mean
you
’
re
going
to
make
love
to
me
tonight
,
Christian
?
”
Holy
shit
Did
I
just
say
that
?
His
mouth
drops
open
slightly
,
but
he
recovers
quickly
.
“
No
,
Anastasia
,
it
doesn
’
t
.
First
,
I
don
’
t
make
love
.
I
fuck
…
hard
.
Second
,
there
’
s
a
lot
more
paperwork
to
do
.
And
third
,
you
don
’
t
yet
know
what
you
’
re
in
for
.
You
could
still
run
for
the
hills
.
Come
,
I
want
to
show
you
my
playroom
.
”
My
mouth
drops
open
.
Fuck
hard
!
Holy
shit
,
that
sounds
so
…
hot
.
But
why
are
we
looking
at
a
playroom
?
I
am
mystified
.
