“Oh- and Anastasia, I'm glad Miss Kavanagh couldn't do the interview.”

“Good. Until tomorrow, perhaps." I cant just leave. I have to let her know I'm interested. "Oh, and Anastasia? I'm glad Miss Kavanagh couldn't do the interview." Delighting in her stunned expression, I sling the bag over my shoulder and saunter out of the store.Yes, against my better judgement, I want her. Now I have to wait... fucking wait... again.”

“I'm talking about the heavy shit, Anastasia. You should see what I can do with a cane or a cat.”

“- "Why don't you like to be touched?" - "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”

“You were really angry, if I remember correctly," I gasp."Anastasia, I'm always really angry.”

“Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes."Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”

“Do you want me to kiss you. Anastasia?" he whispers softly in my ear."Yes," I breathe."Where?""Everywhere.”