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I could concentrate on at the time was being his. All the warning signs were there, I wasjust too clueless and too enamored to notice.Kate comes back into the living area with a bottle of red wine and washed teacups.“Here we go.” She hands me a cup of wine. It won’t taste as good as the Bolly.“Ana, if he’s a jerk with commitment issues, dump him. Though I don’t really understandhis commitment issues. He couldn’t take his eyes off you in the marquee, watchedyou like a hawk. I’d say he was completely smitten, but maybe he has a funny way ofshowing it.”Smitten? Christian? Funny way of showing it? I’ll say.“Kate, it’s complicated. How was your evening?” I ask.I can’t talk this through with Kate without revealing too much, but one question on herday and Kate is off. It’s so reassuring to sit and listen to her normal chatter. The hot newsis that Ethan may be coming to live with us after their holiday. That will be fun – Ethanis a hoot. I frown. I don’t think Christian will approve. Well… tough. He’ll just have tosuck it up. I have a couple of teacups of wine and decide to call it a night. It’s been onevery long day. Kate hugs me, and then grabs the phone to call Elliot.I check the mean machine after I brush my teeth. There’s an email from Christian.From: Christian GreySubject: YouDate: May 26 2011 23:14To: Anastasia SteeleDear Miss SteeleYou are quite simply exquisite. The most beautiful, intelligent, witty and brave womanI have ever met. Take some Advil – this is not a request. And don’t drive your Beetleagain. I will know.Christian GreyCEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.Oh, not drive my car again! I type out my reply.From: Anastasia SteeleSubject: FlatteryDate: May 26 2011 23:20To: Christian GreyDear Mr. GreyFlattery will get you nowhere, but since you’ve been everywhere the point is moot.I will need to drive my Beetle to a garage so I can sell it – so will not graciously acceptany of your nonsense over that. Red wine is always more preferable to Advil.AnaPS: Caning is a HARD limit for me.