although her manner is warm and friendly, it’s
also very professional. I know I’ll only embarrass both of
us if I start quizzing her, so I finish my breakfast in a
reasonably comfortable silence, punctuated only by her
questions on my food preferences for lunch.
Twenty-five minutes later Sawyer appears at the
entrance to the great room. I ha一ve brushed my teeth, and
I’m waiting to go. Clutching my brown paper lunch bag—I
can’t even remember my mom doing this for me—Sawyer
and I head to the first floor via the elevator. He’s very
taciturn, too, giving nothing away. Taylor is waiting in the
Audi, and I climb into the rear passenger seat when
Sawyer opens the door.
“Good morning, Taylor,” I say brightly.
“Miss Steele.” He smiles.
“Taylor, I’m sorry about yesterday and my
inappropriate remarks. I hope I didn’t get you into
trouble.”
Taylor frowns in bemusement at me from the rearview
mirror as he pulls out into the Seattle traffic.
“Miss Steele, I’m rarely in trouble,” he says
reassuringly.
Oh good. Maybe Christian didn’t tell him off. Just
me, then, I think sourly.
“I’m glad to hear it, Taylor.” I smile.
Jack gazes at me, assessing my appearance, as I make my
way to my desk.
“Morning, Ana. Good weekend?”
“Yes, thanks. You?”
“It was good. Get settled in—I ha一ve work for you to
do.”
I nod and sit down at my computer. It seems like years
since I was at work. I switch on my computer and fire up
my e-mail program—and of course there’s an e-mail from
Christian.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Boss
Date: June 13, 2011 08:24
To: Anastasia Steele
Good morning, Miss Steele
I just wanted to say thank you for a wonderful weekend in spite of
all the drama.
I hope you never lea一ve, ever.
And just to remind you that the news of SIP is embargoed for four
weeks.
Delete this e-mail as soon as you’ve read it.
Yours
Christian Grey,
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc. & Your boss’s boss’s boss.
Hope I never lea一ve? Does he want me to move in? Holy
Moses . . . I barely know the man. I press d
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