“You're not celibate, then?" I breathe. Amusement lights up his eyes. "No, Anastasia, I'm not celibate.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Would you like something to eat?" I ask. He nods slowly. "Yes. You." he murmurs.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you want me to kiss you. Anastasia?" he whispers softly in my ear. "Yes," I breathe. "Where?" "Everywhere.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I want your world to begin and end with me," he says, his expression raw.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“We knew, and to see her there like that with you-and armed. I think I died a thousand deaths, Ana.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“From: Christian Grey Subject: Sunrise Date: June 14, 2011 09:23 To: Anastasia Steele I love waking up to you in the morning. Christian Grey” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I just told you I didn't - and I don't like to be doubted," he scolds. "I didn't go anywhere last weekend.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“From: Christian Grey Subject: One more request Date: June 10, 2011 00:15 To: Anastasia Steele Dream of Me. x Christian Grey CEO,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Where else would I be? I want to be wherever you are, Ana. Being here makes me think of how far we've… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“It's because I'm pregnant, Christian." He snorts, and his mouth twists into an ironic smile. "If I knew getting you knocked up… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“But we were at your parents' dining table." I stare up at him, completely bewildered. "No one's ever said no to me… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Elena, we have a business relationship which has profited us both immensely. Let's keep it that way. What was between us is… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Don't cry, Ana, please," he murmurs against my mouth. "It was long ago. I am aching for you to touch me, but… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Thank you, baby," he breathes, covering my upturned face in soft feather-light kisses. I open my eyes and gaze up at him,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“From: Christian Grey Subject: Shenaniwhatagans? Date: June 15, 2011 09:32 To: Anastasia Steele You don't have to work, Anastasia. You have no… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Trust me, They want you. They want what's mine." He pulls me against him, and I lift my arms to his shoulders,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Ten thousand dollars." I hear Lily's gasp of disbelief behind me. Oh fuck. "Fifteen" Twenty," counters Christian quietly. Twenty-five," the stranger says.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I will never get enough of you. Don't leave me," he murmurs and kisses my belly. "I'm not going anywhere, Christian, and… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you know what you mean to me?" he murmurs, "If something happened to you, because of me..." His voice trails off,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Subject: Sundown Date: June 14 2011 09:35 To: Christian Grey Dear Completely & Utterly Smitten I love waking up with you, too.… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Amanda handed me a full shot glass. “Amanda, Cassie’s had a lot to drink already tonight, don’t you think?” Xuan was like… — Kayla Cunningham Copy Share Image
“I know you’re rolling your eyes at me,” he murmurs, and I hear the trace of humor in his voice.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“There´s something about you and I´m finding it impossible to stay away” — E.L James Copy Share Image
“I fondle the last two charms: a letter C- oh yes, I was his first girlfriend to use his first name. I… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“P.S. I also note that you included the Stalker's Anthem "Every Breath You Take" I do enjoy our sense of humor, but… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“And the baby?" The words are anguished, breathless. "The baby's fine, Mr. Grey." "Oh, thank God." The words are litany... a prayer,… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“What can I do to make you understand I will not run? What can I say?" He gazes at me, revealing his… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Do you trust me Ana?" Ana! "Yes,I do."I respond spontaneously, not thinking...because it's true-I do trust him. "Well,then"he looks relieved. "The rest… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I hate fighting with you,” he whispers. “Well, stop being such an arse.” He chuckles and the captivating sound reverberates through his… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
