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Soft
lips
brush
across
my
temple
,
leaving
sweet
tender
kisses
in
their
wake
,
and
part
of
me
wants
to
turn
and
respond
,
but
mostly
I
want
to
stay
asleep
.
I
moan
and
burrow
into
my
pillow
.
“
Anastasia
,
wake
up
.
”
Christian
’
s
voice
is
soft
,
cajoling
.
“
No
,
”
I
moan
.
“
We
have
to
leave
in
half
an
hour
for
dinner
at
my
parents
’
.
”
He
’
s
amused
.
I
open
my
eyes
reluctantly
.
It
’
s
dusk
outside
.
Christian
is
leaning
over
,
gazing
at
me
intently
.
“
Come
on
,
sleepyhead
.
Get
up
.
”
He
stoops
down
and
kisses
me
again
.
“
I
’
ve
brought
you
a
drink
.
I
’
ll
be
downstairs
.
Don
’
t
go
back
to
sleep
,
or
you
’
ll
be
in
trouble
,
”
he
threatens
,
but
his
tone
is
mild
.
He
kisses
me
briefly
and
exits
,
leaving
me
blinking
sleep
from
my
eyes
in
the
cool
,
stark
room
.
I
’
m
refreshed
but
suddenly
nervous
.
Holy
cow
,
I
am
meeting
his
folks
!
He
’
s
just
worked
me
over
with
a
riding
crop
and
trussed
me
up
using
a
cable
tie
which
I
sold
him
,
for
heaven
’
s
sake
—
and
I
’
m
going
to
meet
his
parents
.
It
will
be
Kate
’
s
first
time
meeting
them
,
too
—
at
least
she
’
ll
be
there
for
support
.
I
roll
my
shoulders
.
They
’
re
stiff
.
His
demands
for
a
personal
trainer
don
’
t
seem
so
outlandish
now
.
In
fact
,
it
’
s
mandatory
if
I
am
to
have
any
hope
of
keeping
up
with
him
.
I
climb
slowly
out
of
bed
and
note
that
my
dress
is
hanging
outside
the
wardrobe
and
my
bra
is
on
the
chair
.
Where
are
my
panties
?
I
check
beneath
the
chair
.
Nothing
.
Then
I
remember
—
he
squirreled
them
away
in
the
pocket
of
his
jeans
.
I
flush
at
the
memory
,
after
he
…
I
can
’
t
even
bring
myself
to
think
about
it
,
he
was
so
—
barbarous
.
I
frown
.
