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“
If
you
’
re
looking
for
your
jeans
,
I
’
ve
sent
them
to
the
laundry
.
”
His
gaze
is
dark
.
“
They
were
spattered
with
your
vomit
.
”
“
Oh
.
”
I
flush
scarlet
.
Why
oh
why
does
he
always
catch
me
off
balance
?
“
I
sent
Taylor
out
for
another
pair
and
some
shoes
.
They
’
re
in
the
bag
on
the
chair
.
”
Clean
clothes
.
What
an
unexpected
bonus
.
“
Um
…
I
’
ll
have
a
shower
,
”
I
mutter
.
“
Thanks
.
”
What
else
can
I
say
?
I
grab
the
bag
and
dart
into
the
bathroom
away
from
the
unnerving
proximity
of
naked
Christian
.
Michelangelo
’
s
David
has
nothing
on
him
.
In
the
bathroom
,
it
’
s
all
hot
and
steamy
.
I
strip
off
my
clothes
and
quickly
clamber
into
the
shower
,
anxious
to
be
under
the
cleansing
stream
of
water
.
It
cascades
over
me
,
and
I
hold
up
my
face
into
the
welcoming
torrent
.
I
want
Christian
Grey
.
I
want
him
badly
.
Simple
fact
.
For
the
first
time
in
my
life
,
I
want
to
go
to
bed
with
a
man
.
I
want
to
feel
his
hands
and
his
mouth
on
me
.
He
said
he
likes
his
women
sentient
.
He
’
s
probably
not
celibate
then
.
But
he
’
s
not
made
a
pass
at
me
,
unlike
Paul
or
José
.
I
don
’
t
understand
.
Does
he
want
me
?
He
wouldn
’
t
kiss
me
last
week
.
Am
I
repellent
to
him
?
And
yet
I
’
m
here
and
he
brought
me
here
.
I
just
don
’
t
know
what
his
game
is
.
What
’
s
he
thinking
?
You
’
ve
slept
in
his
bed
all
night
,
and
he
’
s
not
touched
you
,
Ana
.
You
do
the
math
.
My
subconscious
has
reared
her
ugly
,
snide
head
.
I
ignore
her
.
The
water
is
warm
and
soothing
.
Hmm
…
I
could
stay
under
this
shower
,
in
his
bathroom
,
forever
.
I
reach
for
the
body
wash
and
it
smells
of
him
.
It
’
s
a
delicious
smell
.
I
rub
it
all
over
myself
,
fantasizing
that
it
’
s
him
—
him
rubbing
this
heavenly
scented
soap
into
my
body
,
across
my
breasts
,
over
my
stomach
,
between
my
thighs
with
his
long
-
fingered
hands
.
Oh
my
.
My
heartbeat
picks
up
again
.
This
feels
so
…
so
good
.
“
Breakfast
is
here
.
”
He
knocks
on
the
door
,
startling
me
.
