fifty-shades-of-grey

No. Please. My eyes flicker unwillingly open for a split second. I’m in bed and someoneis nuzzling my ear.“Wake up, baby,” he whispers, and the effect of his sweet voice spreads like warmmelted caramel through my veins.It’s Christian. Jeez, it’s still dark, and the images of him from my dream persists, disconcertingand tantalizing in my head.“Oh… no,” I groan. I want back at his chest, back to my dream. Why is he waking me?It’s the middle of the night, or so it feels. Holy shit. Does he want sex – now?“Time to get up, baby. I’m going to switch on the sidelight.” His voice is quiet.“No,” I groan.“I want to chase the dawn with you,” he says, kissing my face, my eyelids, the tip ofmy nose, my mouth, and I open my eyes. The sidelight is on. “Good morning, beautiful,”he murmurs.I groan, and he smiles.“You are not a morning person,” he murmurs.Through the haze of light, I squint and see Christian leaning over me, smiling. Amused.Amused at me. Dressed! In black.“I thought you wanted sex,” I grumble.“Anastasia, I always want sex with you. It’s heartwarming to know that you feel thesame,” he says dryly.I gaze at him as my eyes adjust to the light, but he still looks amused… thank heavens.“Of course I do, just not when it’s so late.”“It’s not late, it’s early. Come on – up you go. We’re going out. I’ll take a rain checkon the sex.”“I was having such a nice dream,” I whine.“Dream about what?” he asks patiently.“You.” I blush.“What was I doing this time?”“Trying to feed me strawberries.”His lips twitch with a trace of a smile.“Dr. Flynn could have a field day with that. Up – get dressed. Don’t bother to shower,we can do that later.”We!I sit up, and the sheet pools at my waist, revealing my body. He stands to give meroom, his eyes dark.“What time is it?”“5:30 in the morning.”“Feels like 3:00 a.m.”“We don’t have much time. I let you sleep as long as possible. Come.”“Can’t I have a shower?”He sighs.“If you have a shower, I’ll want one with you, and you and I know what will happenthen – the day will just go. Come.”