Novel Sweet
Chapter 119
Chapter 119
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“I’ll e-mail you.”
“From your BlackBerry,” I emphasize.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Laters, baby.”
“Bye.”
I glance up and see the elevator is climbing to the executive floor. The mayor is on his way.
“Hang up,” she says, and I hear the smile in her voice.
“I wish you’d never gone to work this morning.”
“Me, too. But I am busy. Hang up.”
“You hang up.” I grin.
“We’ve been here before,” she says in that teasing tone she has.
“You’re biting your lip.”
She inhales, quickly.
“You see, you think I don’t know you, Anastasia. But I know you better than you think.”
“Christian, I’ll talk to you later. Right now, I really wish I hadn’t left this morning, too.”
“I’ll wait for your e-mail, Miss Steele.”
“Good day, Mr. Grey.”
She hangs up as the elevator doors open.
BY 3:45 I’M BACK in my office. The mayor’s visit was a success and a PR windfall for GEH. Andrea
buzzes me.
“Yes?”
“I have Mia Grey on the line for you.”
“Put her through.”
“Christian?”
“Hi.”
“We’re having a party for your birthday on Saturday and I want to invite Anastasia.”
“Whatever happened to ‘Hello? How are you?’ ”
Mia makes a dismissive noise. “Spare me one of your lectures, big brother.”
“I’m busy on Saturday.”
“Cancel it. It’s happening.”
“Mia!”
“No ifs or buts. What’s Ana’s number?”
I sigh and stay silent.
“Christian!” she shouts down the phone.
Jesus. “I’ll text it to you.”
“No bailing. You’ll disappoint Mom and Dad and me and Elliot!”
I sigh. “Whatever, Mia.”
“Great! See you then. Bye.” She hangs up and I stare at the phone with frustrated amusement. My
sister is a pain in the ass. I hate birthdays. Well, my birthday. Reluctantly, I text Mia Ana’s number,
knowing that I’m unleashing the force that is my little sister on an unsuspecting victim.
I go back to reading a report.
When I finish, I check my e-mail and there’s one from Ana.
* * *
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Antediluvian
Date: June 15 2011 16:11
To: Christian Grey
Dear Mr. Grey
When, exactly, were you going to tell me?
What shall I get my old man for his birthday?
Perhaps some new batteries for his hearing aid?
A x
Anastasia Steele
Assistant to Jack Hyde, Editor, SIP
Mia is as good as her word. She hasn’t wasted any time. I have some fun with my response.
* * *
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Prehistoric
Date: June 15 2011 16:20
To: Anastasia Steele
Don’t mock the elderly.
Glad you are alive and kicking.
And that Mia has been in touch.
Batteries are always useful.
I don’t like celebrating my birthday.
x
Christian Grey
Deaf as a Post CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
* * *
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Hmmm.
Date: June 15 2011 16:24
To: Christian Grey
Dear Mr. Grey
I can imagine you pouting as you wrote that last sentence.
That does things to me.
A xox
Anastasia Steele
Assistant to Jack Hyde, Editor, SIP
Her reply makes me laugh out loud, but what do I have to do to make her use her phone?
* * *
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Rolling Eyes
Date: June 15 2011 16:29
To: Anastasia Steele
Miss Steele
WILL YOU USE YOUR BLACKBERRY!!!
x
Christian Grey
Twitchy Palmed CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
I await her answer. It does not disappoint.
* * *
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Inspiration
Date: June 15 2011 16:33
To: Christian Grey
Dear Mr. Grey
Ah…your twitchy palms can’t stay still for long, can they?
I wonder what Dr. Flynn would say about that?
But now I know what to give you for your birthday—and I hope it makes me sore…
;)
A x
Finally, she’s using her phone. And she wants to be sore. My mind goes into overdrive imagining
the possibilities this presents.
I shift in my seat as I type my response.
* * *
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Angina
Date: June 15 2011 16:38
To: Anastasia Steele
Miss Steele
I don’t think my heart could stand the strain of another e-mail like that, or my pants for that matter.
Behave.
x
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
* * *
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Trying
Date: June 15 2011 16:42
To: Christian Grey
Christian
I am trying to work for my very trying boss.
Please stop bothering me and being trying yourself.
Your last e-mail nearly made me combust.
x
P.S.: Can you pick me up at 6:30?
* * *
From: Christian Grey
Subject: I’ll Be There
Date: June 15 2011 16:47
To: Anastasia Steele
Nothing would give me greater pleasure.
Actually, I can think of any number of things that would give me greater pleasure, and they all
involve you.
x
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
TAYLOR AND I PULL up outside her office at 6:27. I should only have a few minutes to wait.
I wonder if she’s had any thoughts about my proposal. Of course, she needs to talk to Flynn first.
Perhaps he’ll tell her not to be a fool. The thought depresses me. I wonder if our days are
numbered. But she knows the worst and she’s still here. I think there’s room for hope. I check my
watch—6:38—and stare at the door of her office building.
Where is she?
Suddenly she’s in the street, the door swinging behind her. But she doesn’t head toward the car. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.
What gives?
She stops, looks around, and slowly sinks to the ground.
Fuck.
I open the car door and notice out of the corner of my eye that Taylor is doing the same.
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