Book 1 - Page 24 (1/2)
”Tonight.”
He raises an eyebrow.
”Like Eve, you're so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge,” he smirks.
”Are you smirking at me, Mr. Grey?” I ask sweetly. Pompous a.s.s.
He narrows his eyes at me and picks up his BlackBerry. He presses one number.
”Taylor. I'm going to need Charlie Tango.”
Charlie Tango! Who's he?
”From Portland at say twenty-thirty... No, standby at Escala... All night.”
All night!
”Yes. On call tomorrow morning. I'll pilot from Portland to Seattle.”
Pilot?
”Standby pilot from twenty-two-thirty.” He puts the phone down. No please or thank you.”Do people always do what you tell them?”
”Usually, if they want to keep their jobs,” he says, deadpan.
”And if they don't work for you?”
”Oh, I can be very persuasive, Anastasia. You should finish your breakfast. And then I'll drop you home. I'll pick you up at Clayton's at eight when you finish. We'll fly up to Seattle.”
I blink at him rapidly.
”Fly?”
”Yes. I have a helicopter.”
I gape at him. I have my second date with Christian oh-so-mysterious Grey. From coffee to helicopter rides. Wow.
”We'll go by helicopter to Seattle?”
”Yes.”
”Why?”
He grins wickedly.
”Because I can. Finish your breakfast.”
How can I eat nowI'm going to Seattle by helicopter with Christian Grey. And he wants to bite my lip... I squirm at the thought
”Eat,” he says more sharply. ”Anastasia, I have an issue with wasted food... eat.”