“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
“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
“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
“Holy shit. What does that mean? Does he white-slave small children to some God-forsaken part of the planet?” — 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
“I need you more, Anastasia. These last few days have been purgatory. All my instinct tell me to let you go, tell… — 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
“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
“To: Christian Grey You've made me cry again. I love the iPad. I love the songs. I love the British Library App.… — 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
“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
“Relationships like this are built on honesty and trust. If you don't trust me-trust me to know how I'm affecting you, how… — 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
“You never cease to amaze me, Anastasia. After a day like today - or yesterday, rather - you're not whining or running… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“You brought me here to admire the view?" I whisper. He nods, his expression serious. "It's staggering, Christian. Thank you," I murmur,… — 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
“You're used of taking care to people." The edge in his voice attracts my attention, and I glance up at him. "What… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I’ve something to show you in here,” he murmurs and opens the door. The harsh light of the fluorescents illuminates the impressive… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“Don’t,” he murmurs, then kisses me lightly. “Why don’t you like to be touched?” I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. “Because I’m… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“If he touches me, I will succumb. I know the power he wields over me and my traitorous body. I know.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“I’ve been so busy I haven’t managed to contact her since this morning, but she’s been hovering at the edge of my consciousness all… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Let me ask you something first. Do you want a regular vanilla relationship with no kinky fu*kery at all?” — 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, "Oh, thank… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“No. No!” he says. “I . . .” He looks wildly around the room. For inspiration? For divine intervention? I don’t know. “You can’t… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
“Because we're getting to know each other, and you're stubborn and cantankerous and moody and difficult.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
