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Shall
we
go
and
meet
my
parents
?
”
“
You
’
re
welcome
,
and
yes
,
I
can
’
t
wait
to
meet
them
,
”
I
answer
breathlessly
.
“
Do
you
have
everything
you
need
?
”
“
Oh
yes
,
”
I
respond
sweetly
.
“
Are
you
sure
?
”
I
nod
as
nonchalantly
as
I
can
manage
under
his
intense
,
amused
scrutiny
.
His
face
splits
into
a
huge
grin
,
and
he
shakes
his
head
.
“
Okay
.
If
that
’
s
the
way
you
want
to
play
it
,
Miss
Steele
.
”
He
grabs
my
hand
,
collects
his
jacket
,
which
is
hanging
on
one
of
the
barstools
,
and
leads
me
through
the
foyer
to
the
elevator
.
Oh
,
the
many
faces
of
Christian
Grey
.
Will
I
ever
be
able
to
understand
this
mercurial
man
?
I
peek
up
at
him
in
the
elevator
.
He
’
s
enjoying
a
private
joke
,
a
trace
of
a
smile
flirting
with
his
lovely
mouth
.
I
fear
that
it
may
be
at
my
expense
.
What
was
I
thinking
?
I
’
m
going
to
see
his
parents
,
and
I
’
m
not
wearing
any
underwear
.
My
subconscious
gives
me
an
unhelpful
I
-
told
-
you
-
so
expression
.
In
the
relative
safety
of
his
apartment
,
it
seemed
like
a
fun
,
teasing
idea
.
Now
,
I
’
m
almost
outside
with
no
panties
!
He
peers
down
at
me
,
and
it
’
s
there
,
the
charge
building
between
us
.
The
amused
look
disappears
from
his
face
and
his
expression
clouds
,
his
eyes
dark
…
oh
my
.
The
elevator
doors
open
on
the
ground
floor
.
Christian
shakes
his
head
as
if
to
clear
his
thoughts
and
gestures
for
me
to
exit
before
him
in
a
most
gentlemanly
manner
.
Who
’
s
he
kidding
?
He
’
s
no
gentleman
.
He
has
my
panties
.
