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Jamie Dornan: Feb 28, 2014 and Feb 13, 2015
Everything Jamie Dornan
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Mr. Grey talks to Mr. Cross.
Christian was being friendly with Gideon.
Christian Grey Cake
I love ya I love you I love you I love you anyhow And I don’t care If you don’t want me I’m yours right now
“Why don’t you like me ?”
"Because you never stay with me.”
“Laters, baby,” he murmurs, and I have to laugh because it’s so unlike him. But even though I know he’s being irreverent, the endearment tugs at something deep inside me.
Anastasia have you been drinking? Yeah I have Mr. Fancy Pants.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask. I don’t want him to go. I want to prolong our time together.
“No. I have work to do,” he says simply, gazing at me, his expression unfathomable.
I stare down at my hands, as I knot my fingers together. Suddenly I feel emotional. He’s leaving. Reaching over, he takes one of my hands and slowly pulls it to his mouth, tenderly kissing the back of my hand, such an old fashioned, sweet gesture. My heart leaps into my mouth.
“Thank you for this weekend, Anastasia. It’s been… the best. Wednesday? I’ll pick you up from work, from wherever?” he says softly.
“Wednesday,” I whisper.