The rest of the weekend flies by so fast, that it's all a blur. We ended up unpacking the rest of the boxes, ordering takeout and watching movies. And before I knew it, it was Monday again.
I like to get to work 10 minutes early every morning just so I can have everything ready for Matt when he gets in. It's a small publishing company, so not only am I assistant editor but also his regular assistant. It entails a lot, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Keeps me on my toes.
Matt is the editor at Piper Publications. He's in his early 40's, about 6'0 ft, dark full hair, and hazel eyes. Your all American boy. I love working with him. He's unlike any boss I've ever had. Very laid back and easy going. He reminds me of a chattier Ray. I think that's why we get along so well.
"Hey Ana banana. Good weekend?" Matt asks as he stops in front of my desk. He just started adding banana on after my name, thinking he was witty. At first it was annoying but it's grown on me and I don't mind anymore. I hand him his messages and one of the completed manuscript I finished over the weekend.
"It was nice. Jose had this event on Saturday for Coping Together's annual picnic. Lot's of fun. Kids everywhere, games, food, the whole works."
"Dr. Grey runs that right?"
"Yes, she's a sweet lady. Very nice."
"Was her billionaire son there too?" He questions.
"Billionaire? Matt, I think you've been reading too many of those gossip mags. It's messing with your head."
"Ana, you have never heard of The Christian Grey of Grey Enterprise Holdings? The 27 year old billionaire?" I shake my head. "Come on!" He says in disbelief.
"Nope. I never heard of him until Saturday. And I hope that was the last I ever have to see him." I say bitterly.
"What crawled up your ass?" He raises a questioning eyebrow. "Did he do something to you?"
"It's not what he did, it's how he acted. He accidentally bumped into me and I fell on my ass. He helped me up..." Matt puts his hand up to stop me.
"Wait, wait, wait. If he helped you up, why are you so angry towards him?"
"Well, I kind of snapped at him for bumping into me. And he returned the favor by being an ass, telling me to move out of his way next time." I murmur.
"Women. I don't understand your kind. But I still love you guys. Anyways, I doubt you'll be mingling with high society every weekend. So you're safe." He winks at me as he heads into his office.
I shrug it off and get down to work.
I have a light workload this morning. Matt has emailed me a few pages to edit and it keeps me busy up until lunch time.
I like to bring my lunch and eat at my desk. I pull out the contents of my sack lunch onto my desk. A half of a turkey sandwich with all the fixings, grapes and a bottle of water. I look at the food adoringly. Jose makes and packs my lunch for me every morning. He's such a sweetheart. I pull out my iphone to text Jose. A ritual every lunch time.
-hey! just printing
pics fr Sat. Is it lunch
-yeah. eating at
my desk, thinking
bout u ;)
-oh yeah? is it me
-perv. before I forget
I need a favor...
did u need?
-I forgot my camera
bag at Grace's
-Since ur closer, can u
pick it up, please?
-sure thing. see u
tonight babe :*
I put away my phone and finish up my lunch.
The day has gone by and it's already time to head out. I'm glad today wasn't so hectic like it usually is. I pack my things and make my way to Matt's office.
I knock on his door. "Come in." He says.
I open the door and peek my head in. "I'm heading out Matt. Was there anything you needed me to do before I left?"
"Yes. This manuscript. I need the first two chapters, line checked, please." He stretches out his arm with the manuscript without even looking at me.
"What's wrong? You sound a bit stressed." I ask concerned.
He sighs heavily and slumps back into his chair. He motions me to take a seat. I close the door and sit.
"It's probably nothing. But there's this rumor going around that we've been bought out." He whispers even though it's just him and I in the office.
"What? Bought out?" I gasp. "What does that mean?"
"That means they can do whatever the fuck they feel like doing to us. Fire us, keep us, toy with our emotions. Or just get rid of us all." He rests his elbow on the arm rest and pinches the bridge of his nose. "I don't know if its true. Just rumors flying around. It could just be the uppers trying to scare us to work harder. " He looks up at me with a sincere look on his face. "I'm sorry Ana banana, I don't want to scare you. Just take it with a grain of salt."
"Ok." Is all I can manage to get out. I don't know how to take the news. But like he said, it could be nothing.
"Keep this between us? I don't want there to be an uprising over nothing."
"Of course. You know me." I stand up. "See you tomorrow."
"See ya." He gives me an unconvincing smile and I walk out, shutting the door behind me.
Walking to my car I hear my phone beep. I place my purse on the hood of my car and search for it. It's a text from Jose.
-don't forget babe...
"Fuck." I mutter. I totally forgot that Jose asked me to pick up his camera bag. I hope that I can just grab the bag and leave. I don't want any chance of bumping into The Christian Grey again.
I get into Wanda, my VW Beetle, and take off.
As I pull up to the huge home, I notice a black R8 sitting in front. Along with a black Cadillac truck. I park Wanda along side them. I look at the three cars parked together. I shrug my shoulders. My car has sentimental value. Those cars are for show.
I ring the doorbell. I stand there, looking around until it opens. Elliot stands there with a big grin on his face.
"Hey... Anastasia, right?" He points at me.
"Yes, it's Ana." I nod. "Elliot?" I ask even though I know that's his name.
"Yup. What brings you back?" He asks.
"Jose forgot his camera bag here on Saturday. I work a few minutes away from here, so he asked me to get it for him." I explain.
"Elliot. Who's there?" I hear Grace's voice faintly in the distance.
"It's Ana mom. She's picking up a camera bag that Jose left." He shouts. I can see Grace walking towards us in back of Elliot.
"Hello dear. It's nice seeing you again. Sorry for my rude son, come in." She narrows her eyes at Elliot.
"Sorry, come in." He steps aside.
"I'm sorry. I don't want to intrude. I only came to get the bag."
"Don't be silly. At least come have a drink or a little snack." Grace insists.
I don't want to be rude, so I step inside the house and follow them to the kitchen.
"Sit." She points at a stool and I sit down. Elliot takes the next seat over. "What would you like darling? Water, soda, juice, wine, beer? Take your pick." Grace opens the huge refrigerator. It's stocked with everything she just mentioned.
"A coke is fine, thank you."
"Beer for me mom." Elliot says fast so Grace can get him a drink too. She grabs a can for me and a bottle placing it down in front of us.
As I open the can, an older man, dressed in a nice designer suit, holding a briefcase, comes walking in to the kitchen.
"I didn't know we had a guest." The man says.
"Carrick, this is Ana. Ana, Carrick. She's the girlfriend of the photographer from Saturday. She's picking up his camera bag." Grace tells him. He walks towards me extending his hand. I take it, shaking it.
"Nice to meet you Ana. Will you be joining us for dinner?"
"No sir. I'm sorry I won't be."
"Maybe next time then. If you'll excuse me, I have some work to finish before dinner."
"Christian, dear, come here and say hi." Grace waves towards the entry way of the kitchen. I turn my head, and standing there is Christian. This is the first time I really get a good look at him. He's also in a designer suit. His tie, is loosened and the shirt is unbuttoned from the top. His copper hair is messy. He is kind of handsome, in a jerk kind of way.
I can feel his grey eyes on me. I blush under his stare. He saunters over to Grace's side and leans forward, placing his forearms on the counter top.
"Hi Anastasia." Christian murmurs.
"It's Ana, dumbass." Elliot snickers.
"Hello." I whisper. Even though he doesn't seem happy to see me, he hasn't taken his eyes off me. I squirm on the stool. I don't know why I'm acting this way. This is the same guy who dropped you on your ass, remember? Get it together, Steele. I can see Elliot in my peripherals looking at Christian then at me and back again. He looks confused. "I.. I think I should be going now. Jose will be expecting me home soon." I break the look between Christian and I to address Grace.
"I understand darling. I'll walk you out." She comes around to my side.
I slide off of the stool and stand up.
"Bye Elliot. Christian." I wave at them. Christian stands up straight and nods. Still watching me.
I follow Grace to the front door. She opens the it and I step out and turn. "Thank you for your hospitality."
"Not a problem." She leans in and gives me a hug. I reciprocate.
"Bye." I wave, walking towards my car.
I'm sitting in my car and decide to text Jose before leaving to let him know I'm on my way.
-on my way, see
you soon :*
I throw my phone on the passenger seat. Then a knock at my window startles me. I look out and up. Christian is standing there. I roll down my window. He leans down, placing his forearm on the door.
"Forget something?" He holds up the camera bag. Duh. That's why you came here in the first place. "Mom made me run this out to you."
"Yeah, thanks." I reach for the bag and my hand touches his. It's like deja vu. The same feeling I had the first time we touched. It's there again. His eyes widen and he takes a step back.
"What the fuck?" He whispers. And he looks confused.
"I gotta go." I throw the bag in the back seat. Roll up the window, turn the car on and take off. I look in my rear view and I can see Christian's form getting smaller while I drive away.
I finally get home to Jose. I throw everything on the counter and kick off my heels. "Babe, I'm home." I call.
Jose emerges from the bedroom. "Finally." He walks over to me, wrapping me in his arms and kissing my forehead. "Hungry?"
"No, not really. But I can go for something else." I stand on my tippy toes and kiss him, hard. I've missed him the whole day and have been waiting for our lips to meet. He picks me up and carries me to our room where we end up wrapped up in each other for the rest of the night.
A/N: Hey guys. I'll spare the details of Ana and Jose being "together" lol. Also, please let me know if I need to change around how I arrange the text messaging. Thanks again. And as always, let me know what you think!