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554 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 17, 2012
Putting one arm around my waist and with his other hand tugging my lacy panties sideways, he impales me in one swift move.
"Christian, I could look at you all day."
He shakes his head exasperated. "It's just a pretty face, baby."
"Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes from Aladdin's lamp all rolled into one."
“Here.� Christian hands me a glass of water. “Drink this.�
I frown at him and see, rather than hear, his sigh.
“Three glasses of white wine at dinner and two glasses of champagne, after a strawberry daiquiri and two glasses of Frascati at lunchtime. Drink. Now, Ana.�
"You asked me why I braid your hair," he murmurs. His tone alarms me. He looks... guilty.
"Yes."
"The crack whore used to let me play with her hair, I think."
"I know the timing's not very good."
"Not very good!" he shouts. "We've known each other five fucking minutes."
"He swallows and takes a step forward. I step back and hold my hands up.
"Don't even think about it, Grey," I whisper menacingly.
"You're my wife," he says softly, threateningly.
"I'm the pregnant wife you abandoned yesterday, and if you touch me I will scream the place down.
His eyebrows rise in disbelief. "You'd scream?"
"Bloody murder." I narrow my eyes.
"No one would hear you," he murmurs.
“I want your world to begin and end with me.�
“I want your world to begin and end with me.�
“I think you can only be truly mad at someone you really love.�
“It's much easier to wear your pain on the outside...�
"I gaze in horror at the red marks all over my breasts. Hickeys! I have hickeys! I am married to one of the most respected businessmen in the United States, and he’s given me goddamn hickeys."