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Being
busy
is
good
.
It
allows
a
bit
of
time
to
think
but
not
too
deeply
.
Music
blaring
in
my
ears
also
helps
to
stave
off
deep
thought
.
I
came
here
to
spend
the
night
in
Christian
Grey
’
s
bed
and
managed
it
,
even
though
he
doesn
’
t
let
anyone
in
his
bed
.
I
smile
,
mission
accomplished
.
Big
time
.
I
grin
.
Big
,
big
time
,
and
I
’
m
distracted
by
the
memory
of
last
night
.
His
words
,
his
body
,
his
lovemaking
…
I
close
my
eyes
as
my
body
hums
at
the
recollection
,
and
my
muscles
contract
deliciously
deep
in
my
belly
.
My
subconscious
scowls
at
me
…
Fucking
—
not
lovemaking
,
she
screams
at
me
like
a
harpy
.
I
ignore
her
,
but
deep
down
I
know
she
has
a
point
.
I
shake
my
head
to
concentrate
on
the
task
at
hand
.
There
is
a
state
-
of
-
the
-
art
range
.
I
think
I
have
the
hang
of
it
.
I
need
somewhere
to
keep
the
pancakes
warm
,
and
I
start
on
the
bacon
.
Amy
Studt
is
singing
in
my
ear
about
misfits
.
This
song
used
to
mean
so
much
to
me
;
that
’
s
because
I
’
m
a
misfit
.
I
have
never
fitted
in
anywhere
and
now
…
I
have
an
indecent
proposal
to
consider
from
King
Misfit
himself
.
Why
is
he
this
way
?
Nature
or
nurture
?
It
’
s
so
alien
to
anything
I
know
.
I
put
the
bacon
under
the
grill
,
and
while
it
’
s
cooking
,
I
whisk
some
eggs
.
I
turn
,
and
Christian
is
sitting
on
one
of
the
barstools
at
the
breakfast
bar
,
leaning
on
it
,
his
face
supported
by
his
steepled
hands
.
He
’
s
still
wearing
the
T
-
shirt
he
slept
in
.
Just
-
fucked
hair
really
,
really
suits
him
,
as
does
his
designer
stubble
.
He
looks
both
amused
and
bewildered
.
I
freeze
,
flush
,
then
gather
myself
and
pull
the
headphones
out
of
my
ears
,
my
knees
weak
at
the
sight
of
him
.
“
Good
morning
,
Miss
Steele
.
You
’
re
very
energetic
this
morning
,
”
he
says
dryly
.
“
I
-
I
slept
well
,
”
I
stutter
my
explanation
.
His
lips
try
to
mask
his
smile
.
“
I
can
’
t
imagine
why
.
”
He
pauses
and
frowns
.
“
So
did
I
after
I
came
back
to
bed
.
”
“
Are
you
hungry
?
”
“
Very
,
”
he
says
with
an
intense
look
,
and
I
don
’
t
think
he
’
s
referring
to
food
.
“
Pancakes
,
bacon
,
and
eggs
?
”
