Shit. What can I say? Ana, unlike you, I have a past. I run my hand through my hair in frustration; this morning is not going according to plan. “I’d better go and have a shower,” she says, subdued. She stands and takes a few steps toward the door. “I’ve got a couple more calls to make. I’ll join you for breakfast once you’re out of the shower.” I gaze after her, wondering what to say to make this right. “I think Mrs. Jones has laundered your clothes from yesterday. They’re in the closet.” She looks surprised, and impressed. “Thank you,” she says. “You’re most welcome.” Her brow creases as she studies me, baffled. “What?” I ask. “What’s wrong?” “What do you mean?” “Well, you’re being more weird than usual.” “You find me weird?” Ana, baby, “weird” is my middle name. “Sometimes.” Tell her. Tell her no one’s pounced on you for a long time. “As ever, I’m surprised by you, Miss Steele.” “Surprised how?” “Let’s just say that was an unexpected treat.” “We aim to please, Mr. Grey,” she teases, still scrutinizing me. “And please me you do,” I acknowledge. But you disarm me, too. “I thought you were going to have a shower?” Her mouth turns down. Shit. “Yes, um, I’ll see you in a moment.” She turns and scampers out of my study, leaving me standing in a maze of confusion. I shake my head to clear it, then begin picking up my scattered belongings from the floor and arranging them on my desk. How the hell can she just waltz into my study and seduce me? I’m supposed to be in control of this relationship. This is what I was thinking about last night: her unbridled enthusiasm and affection. How the hell am I supposed to deal with that? It’s not something I know. I pause as I pick up my phone. But it’s nice. Yeah. More than nice. I chuckle at the thought and remember her “nice” e-mail. Damn, there’s a missed call from Bill. He must have phoned during my tryst with Miss Steele. I sit down at my desk, master of my own universe once more—now that she’s in the shower—and call him back. I need Bill to tell me about Detroit…and I need to get back on my game.