From: Christian Grey Subject: Joking Date: May 30 2011 22:31 To: Anastasia Steele How can you be e-mailing? Are you risking the life of everyone on board, including yourself, by using your BlackBerry? I think that contravenes one of the rules. Christian Grey Two-Palms-Twitching CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
And we know what happens if you contravene the rules, Miss Steele. I check the Sea-Tac website for flight departures; her plane has left. I won’t be hearing from her for a while. That thought, as well as her little e-mail stunt, has put me in a foul mood. Abandoning my work, I head into the kitchen and decide to pour myself a drink, tonight Armagnac. Taylor pops his head around the entrance to the living room. “Not now,” I bark. “Very good, sir,” he says, and heads back to wherever he came from. Don’t take your mood out on the staff, Grey. Annoyed at myself, I walk toward the windows and stare out at the Seattle skyline. I wonder how she’s gotten under my skin, and why our relationship is not progressing in the direction I would like. I’m hoping that once she’s had a chance to reflect in Georgia, she’ll make the right decision. Won’t she? Anxiety blooms in my chest. I take another slug of my drink and sit down at my piano to play.
Published on Jun 2, 2016