glasses, silver cutlery, and white rose bouquet. An old-world, sophisticated charm pervades the wood-paneled room. The waiter pulls out my chair, and I sit. He places my napkin in my lap. Christian sits opposite me. I peek up at him.
“Don’t bite your lip,” he whispers.
I frown. Damn it. I don’t even know that I’m doing it.
“I’ve ordered already. I hope you don’t mind.”
Frankly, I’m relieved, I’m not sure I can make any further decisions.
“No, that’s fine,” I acquiesce.
“It’s good to know that you can be amenable. Now, where were we?”
“The nitty-gritty.” I take another large sip of wine. It really is delicious. Christian Grey does wine well. I remember the last sip of wine he ga一ve me, in my bed. I blush at the intrusive thought.
“Yes, your issues.” He fishes into his inside jacket pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. My email.
“Clause 2. Agreed. This is for the benefit of us both. I shall redraft.”
I blink at him. Holy shit… we are going to go through each of these points one at a time. I just don’t feel so bra一ve face to face. He looks so earnest. I steel myself with another sip of my wine. Christian continues.
“My sexual health. Well, all of my previous partners ha一ve had blood tests, and I ha一ve regular tests every six months for all the health risks you mention. All my recent tests are
clear. I ha一ve never taken drugs. In fact, I’m vehemently anti-drugs. I ha一ve a strict no-tolerance policy with regards to drugs for all my employees, and I insist on random drug testing.”
Wow… control freakery gone mad. I blink at him shocked.
“I ha一ve never had any blood transfusions. Does that answer your question?”
I nod, impassive.
“Your next point I mentioned earlier. You can walk away any time, Anastasia. I won’t stop you. If you go, however – that’s it. Just so you know.”
“Okay,” I answer softly. If I go, that’s it. The thought is surprisingly painful.
The waiter arrives with our first course. How can I possibly eat? Holy Moses – he’s ordered oysters on a bed of ice.
“I
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