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“
Yes
,
sir
.
Which
car
are
you
taking
,
sir
?
”
He
looks
down
at
me
briefly
.
“
The
R8
.
”
“
Safe
trip
,
Mr
.
Grey
.
Miss
Steele
.
”
Taylor
looks
kindly
at
me
,
though
perhaps
there
’
s
a
hint
of
pity
hidden
in
the
depths
of
his
eyes
.
No
doubt
he
thinks
I
’
ve
succumbed
to
Mr
.
Grey
’
s
dubious
sexual
habits
.
Not
yet
,
just
his
exceptional
sexual
habits
,
or
perhaps
sex
is
like
that
for
everyone
.
I
frown
at
the
thought
.
I
have
no
comparison
,
and
I
can
’
t
ask
Kate
.
That
’
s
something
I
am
going
to
have
to
address
with
Christian
.
It
’
s
perfectly
natural
that
I
should
talk
to
someone
—
and
I
can
’
t
talk
to
him
if
he
’
s
open
one
minute
and
standoffish
the
next
.
Taylor
holds
the
door
open
for
us
and
ushers
us
through
.
Christian
summons
the
elevator
.
“
What
is
it
,
Anastasia
?
”
he
asks
.
How
does
he
know
I
’
m
chewing
something
over
in
my
mind
?
He
reaches
up
and
pulls
my
chin
.
“
Stop
biting
your
lip
,
or
I
will
fuck
you
in
the
elevator
,
and
I
don
’
t
care
who
gets
in
with
us
.
”
I
blush
,
but
there
’
s
a
hint
of
a
smile
around
his
lips
.
Finally
his
mood
seems
to
be
shifting
.
