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He
’
s
the
only
one
who
knows
and
understands
the
rules
.
I
’
m
just
too
naïve
and
inexperienced
.
My
only
sphere
of
reference
is
Kate
,
and
she
doesn
’
t
take
any
shit
from
men
.
My
other
references
are
all
fictional
:
Elizabeth
Bennet
would
be
outraged
,
Jane
Eyre
too
frightened
,
and
Tess
would
succumb
,
just
as
I
have
.
“
I
haven
’
t
finished
my
cod
.
”
“
You
’
d
prefer
cold
cod
to
me
?
”
My
head
jerks
up
to
glare
at
him
,
and
his
eyes
burn
molten
silver
with
compelling
need
.
“
I
thought
you
liked
me
to
clear
my
plate
.
”
“
Right
now
,
Miss
Steele
,
I
couldn
’
t
give
a
fuck
about
your
food
.
”
“
Christian
.
You
just
don
’
t
fight
fair
.
”
“
I
know
.
I
never
have
.
”
My
inner
goddess
frowns
at
me
.
You
can
do
this
,
she
coaxes
—
play
this
sex
god
at
his
own
game
.
Can
I
?
Okay
.
What
to
do
?
My
inexperience
is
an
albatross
around
my
neck
.
Picking
up
a
spear
of
asparagus
,
I
gaze
at
him
and
bite
my
lip
.
Then
very
slowly
put
the
tip
of
my
cold
asparagus
in
my
mouth
and
suck
it
.
Christian
’
s
eyes
widen
infinitesimally
,
but
I
notice
.
