Subject: Careful! Date: May 26 2011 23:44 To: Anastasia Steele Dear Miss Steele, I am assuming it is the RED WINE talking, and that you’ve had a very long day. Though I am tempted to drive back over there to ensure that you don’t sit down for a week, rather than an evening. Taylor is ex-army and capable of driving anything from a motorcycle to a Sherman tank. Your car does not present a hazard to him. Now please do not refer to yourself as “some woman I fuck occasionally” because, quite frankly, it makes me MAD, and you really wouldn’t like me when I’m angry. Christian Grey CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
I exhale slowly, steadying my heart rate. Who else on earth has the ability to get under my skin like this? She doesn’t write back immediately. Perhaps she’s intimidated by my response. I pick up my book, but soon find that I’ve read the same paragraph three times while awaiting her reply. I look up for the umpteenth time.
From: Anastasia Steele Subject: Careful Yourself Date: May 26 2011 23:57 To: Christian Grey Dear Mr. Grey, I’m not sure I like you anyway, especially at the moment. Miss Steele
I stare at her reply, and all my anger withers and dies, to be replaced by a surge of anxiety. Shit. Is she saying that’s it?