. I left
because I thought we were incompatible, but he’s saying I
could ha一ve stopped him?
“Sorry for what?” he says alarmed.
“Not using the safe word.”
He closes his eyes, as if in relief.
“We might ha一ve a一voided all this suffering,” he mutters.
“You look fine.” More than fine. You look like you.
“Appearances can be deceptive,” he says quietly. “I’m
anything but fine. I feel like the sun has set and not risen for
five days, Ana. I’m in perpetual night here.”
I’m winded by his admission. Oh my, like me.
“You said you’d never lea一ve, yet the going gets tough
and you’re out the door.”
“When did I say I’d never lea一ve?”
“In your sleep. It was the most comforting thing I’d
heard in so long, Anastasia. It made me relax.”
My heart constricts and I reach for my wine.
“You said you loved me,” he whispers. “Is that now in
the past tense?” His voice is low, laced with anxiety.
“No, Christian, it’s not.”
He gazes at me, and he looks so vulnerable as he
exhales. “Good,” he murmurs.
exhales. “Good,” he murmurs.
I’m shocked by his admission. He’s had a change of
heart. When I told him I loved him before, he was
horrified. The waiter is back. Briskly he places our plates
in front of us and scuttles away.
Holy hell. Food.
“Eat,” Christian commands.
Deep down I know I’m hungry, but right now, my
stomach is in knots. Sitting across from the only man I
ha一ve ever loved and debating our uncertain future does not
promote a healthy appetite. I look dubiously at my food.
“So help me God, Anastasia, if you don’t eat, I will
take you across my knee here in this restaurant, and it will
ha一ve nothing to do with my sexual gratification. Eat!”
Jeez, keep your hair on, Grey. My subconscious
stares at me over her half-moon specs. She is
wholeheartedly in agreement with Fifty Shades.
“Okay, I’ll eat. Stow your twitching palm, please.”
He doesn’t smile but continues to glare at me.
Reluctantly I lift my knife and fork and slice into my steak.
Oh, it’s mouthwateringly good. I am hungry, really hun
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