Chapter 50


    Kate looks wistful.


    "Yeah, took almost a year to have my first orgasm through prative sex and here you are... first


    time?"


    I nod shyly. My inner goddess sits in the lotus position looking serene except for the sly, self-


    congrattory smile on her face.


    "I''m d you lost it to someone who knows their ass from their elbow." She winks at me. "So when are


    you seeing him again?"


    "Wednesday. We''re having dinner."


    "So you still like him?"


    "Yes. But I don''t know about... the future."


    "Why?"


    "He''splicated, Kate. You know - he inhabits a very different world to mine."


    Great excuse. Believable too. Much better than - he''s got a Red Room of Pain, and he wants to make


    me his sex ve.


    "Oh please, don''t let this be about money, Ana. Elliot said it''s very unusual for Christian to date


    anyone."


    "Did he?" My voice hitches up several octaves.


    Too obvious, Steele! My subconscious res at me, wagging her long skinny finger, then morphs into


    the scales of justice to remind me he could sue if I disclose too much.


    Ha... what''s he going to do - take all my money I must remember to Google ''penalties for breaching a


    non-disclosure agreement'' while I''m doing the rest of my ''research''. It''s like I''ve been given a school


    assignment. Maybe I''ll be graded. I flush, remembering my A for this morning''s bath experiment.


    "Ana, what is it?"


    "I''m just remembering something Christian said."


    "You look different," Kate says fondly.


    "I feel different. Sore," I confess.


    "Sore?"


    "A little." I flush.


    "Me too. Men," she says in mock disgust. "They''re animals." We bothugh.


    "You''re sore?" I exim.


    "Yes... overuse."


    I giggle.


    "Tell me about Elliot the over-user," I ask when I''ve stopped giggling. Oh, I can feel myself rxing for


    the first time since I was in line at the bar... before the phone call that started all this - when I was


    admiring Mr. Grey from afar. Happy uplicated days.


    Kate blushes. Oh my... Katherine Agnes Kavanagh goes all Anastasia Rose Steele on me. She gives


    me a dewy-eyed look. I''ve never seen her react this way to a man before.


    My jaw drops to the floor. Where''s Kate, what have you done with her?


    "Oh, Ana," she gushes. "He''s just so... Everything. And when we... oh... really good." She can hardly


    string a sentence together she''s got it so bad.


    "I think you''re trying to tell me that you like him."


    She nods, grinning like a lunatic.


    "And I''m seeing him on Saturday. He''s going to help us move." She sps her hands together, leaps


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    up off the couch, and pirouettes to the window. Moving. Crap - I''d forgotten all about that, even with the


    packing cases surrounding us.


    "That''s helpful of him," I say appreciatively. I can get to know him too. Perhaps he can give me more


    insight into his strange, disturbing brother.


    "So what did you dost night?" I ask. She cocks her head at me and raises her eyebrows in a what-


    do-think-stupid-look.


    "Pretty much what you did, though we had dinner first." She grins at me. "Are you okay reallyYou look


    kind of overwhelmed."


    "I feel overwhelmed. Christian is very intense."


    "Yeah, I could see how he could be. But he was good to you?"


    "Yes," I reassure her. "I''m really hungry, shall I cook?"


    She nods and picks up two more books to pack.


    "What do you want to do with the fourteen thousand dor books?" she asks.


    "I''m going to return them to him."


    "Really?"


    "It''s apletely over-the-top gift. I can''t ept it, especially now." I grin at Kate, and she nods.


    "I understand. A couple of letters came for you, and Jose has been calling every hour on the hour. He


    sounded desperate."


    "I''ll call him," I mutter evasively. If I tell Kate about Jose, she''ll have him for breakfast. I collect the


    letters from the dining table and open them.


    "Hey, I have interviews! The week after next, in Seattle, for intern cements!"


    "For which publishing house?"


    "For both of them!"


    "I told you your GPA would open doors, Ana."


    Kate, of course, already has an internship set up at the Seattle Times. Her father knows someone, who


    knows someone.


    "How does Elliot feel about you going away?" I ask.


    Kate wanders into the kitchen, and for the first time this evening, she''s disconste.


    "He''s understanding. Part of me doesn''t want to go, but it''s tempting to lie in the sun for a couple of


    weeks. Besides, Mom is hanging in there, thinking this will be ourst real family holiday before Ethan


    and I head off into the world of paid employment."


    I have never left continental US. Kate is off to Barbados with her parents and her brother Ethan for two


    whole weeks. I''ll be Kateless in our new apartment. That will be weird. Ethan has been traveling the


    world since he graduatedst year. I wonder briefly if I''ll see him before they go on vacation. He''s such


    a lovely guy. The phone rings, jolting me from my reverie.


    "That''ll be Jose."


    I sigh. I know I have to talk to him. I grab the phone.


    "Hi."


    "Ana, you''re back!" Jose shouts his relief at me.


    "Obviously." Sarcasm drips from my voice, and I roll my eyes at the phone.


    He''s silent for a moment.


    "Can I see youI''m sorry about Friday night. I was drunk... and you... well. Ana -


    please forgive me."


    "Of course, I forgive you Jose. Just don''t do it again. You know I don''t feel like that about you."


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