“I could gaze at him all day, but I have needs. Bathroom needs.”

“I need you more, Anastasia. These last few days have been purgatory. All my instinct tell me to let you go, tell me I don't deserve you.”

“But, you have needs." "I need you more.”

“This is a man in need. His fear is naked and obvious, but he's lost. . . Somewhere in his darkness.His eyes wide and bleak and tortured. I can soothe him. Join him briefly in the darkness and bring him into the light.”

“I need you Anastasia," he whispers.”

“I need you, Anastasia," he whispers."I need you, too." And as I say the words, I am struck how true they are. I cannot imagine being without Christian, ever."Let me love you." he says hoarsely."Yes," I answer.”

“I shrug, trapped. I don’t want to lose him. In spite of all his demands, his need to control, his scary vices. I have never felt as alive as I do now. It’s a thrill to be sitting here beside him. He’s so unpredictable, sexy, smart, and funny. But hismoods… oh – and he wants to hurt me. He says he’ll think about my reservations, but it still scares me. I close my eyes. What can I say? Deep down I would just like more, more affection, more playful Christian, more… love.”