Date:August 23, 2011 10:48
To:Christian Grey
Mr. Grey
I am trying to work and don’t want to be distracted by delicious memories.
Is now the time to confess that I used to cut Ray’s hair regularly? I had no idea it would be such useful training.
And yes, I am yours and you, my dear overbearing husband who refuses to exercise his constitutional right under the second amendment to bear arms, are mine. But don’t worry because I shall protect you. Always.
Anastasia Grey
Commissioning Editor, SIP
From:Christian Grey
Subject:Annie Oakley
Date:August 23, 2011 10:53
To:Anastasia Grey
Mrs. Grey
I am delighted to see you have spoken to the IT dept and changed your name. :D
I shall sleep safe in my bed knowing that my gun-toting wife sleeps beside me.



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Christian Grey
CEO & Hoplophobe, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
Hoplophobe? What the hell is that?
From:Anastasia Grey
Subject:Long words
Date:August 23, 2011 10:58
To:Christian Grey
Mr. Grey
Once more you dazzle me with your linguistic prowess.
In fact, your prowess in general, and I think you know what I’m referring to.
Anastasia Grey
Commissioning Editor, SIP
From:Christian Grey
Subject:Gasp!
Date:August 23, 2011 11:01
To:Anastasia Grey
Mrs. Grey
Are you flirting with me?
Christian Grey
Shocked CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From:Anastasia Grey



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Subject:Would you rather . . .
Date:August 23, 2011 11:04
To:Christian Grey
I flirted with someone else?
Anastasia Grey
Brave Commissioning Editor, SIP
From:Christian Grey
Subject:Grrrrr
Date:August 23, 2011 11:09
To:Anastasia Grey
NO!
Christian Grey
Possessive CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From:Anastasia Grey
Subject:Wow . . .
Date:August 23, 2011 11:14
To:Christian Grey
Are you growling at me? ’Cause that’s kinda hot.
Anastasia Grey
Squirming (in a good way) Commissioning Editor, SIP
From:Christian Grey
Subject:Beware


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Date:August 23, 2011 11:16
To:Anastasia Grey
Flirting and toying with me, Mrs. Grey?
I may pay you a visit this afternoon.
Christian Grey
Priapic CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
From:Anastasia Grey
Subject:Oh No!
Date:August 23, 2011 11:20
To:Christian Grey
I’ll behave. I wouldn’t want my boss’s boss’s boss getting on top of me at work. ;) Now let me get on with my job. My boss’s boss’s boss may fire my ass.
Anastasia Grey
Commissioning Editor, SIP
From:Christian Grey
Subject:&*%$&*&*
Date:August 23, 2011 11:23
To:Anastasia Grey
Believe me when I say there are a great many things he’d like to do to your ass right now. Firing you is not one of them.
Christian Grey
CEO & Ass man, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
His response makes me giggle.



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From:Anastasia Grey
Subject:Go Away!
Date:August 23, 2011 11:26
To:Christian Grey
Don’t you have an empire to run?
Stop bothering me.
My next appointment is here.
I thought you were a breast man . . .
Think about my ass, and I’ll think about yours . . .
ILY x
Anastasia Grey
Now Moist Commissioning Editor, SIP
I cannot help my despondent mood as Sawyer drives me to the office on Thursday. Christian’s threatened business trip to New York has happened, and though he’s only been gone a few hours, I miss him already. I fire up my computer, and there’s an email waiting for me. My mood lifts immediately.
From:Christian Grey
Subject:Miss you already
Date:August 25, 2011 04:32
To:Anastasia Grey

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Mrs. Grey
You were adorable this morning.
Behave while I’m away.
I love you.
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc.
This will be the first night we’ve slept apart since our wedding. I intend to have a few cocktails with Kate—that should help me sleep. Impulsively, I e-mail him back, although I know that he’s still flying.
From:Anastasia Grey
Subject:Behave Yourself!
Date:August 25, 2011 09:03
To:Christian Grey
Let me know when you land—I’ll worry until you do.
And I shall behave. I mean how much trouble can I get into with Kate?
Anastasia Grey
Commissioning Editor, SIP
I hit send and sip my latte, courtesy of Hannah. Who knew I’d grow to love coffee? Despite the fact that I’m going out this evening with Kate, I feel like a chunk of me is missing. At the moment, it’s thirty-five thousand feet somewhere above the Midwest en route to New York. I didn’t know I would feel this unsettled and anxious just because Christian’s away. Surely over time I won’t feel this loss and uncertainty, will I? I let out a heavy sigh and continue with my work.
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I’m too apprehensive and wave her away. I know it’s irrational, but I need to be sure he’s arrived safely.
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