Fifty Shades Darker Page #4

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Ow.

What's this?

Okay.

That's enough show-and-tell.

What's this?

Let's learn to walk

before we run.

I kinda like running.

Ana?

Mmm-hmm?

Last time we did this,

you saw another side of me.

And you left.

Last time was different.

All right. But not here.

Mrs. Jones.

Oh, my God.

You're mine.

I'm yours.

You okay?

Yeah.

You know at some point we're

gonna need to talk about New York.

We have talked about it.

You forbidding it is

not us talking about it.

If you wanna go to New

York, don't go with Hyde.

Let me take you.

I have a place there.

Of course you do.

This isn't

some sort of vacation.

It's a work trip with my boss,

who I would like to impress.

You know he's had three

assistants in the last 18 months,

all of whom have quit

without notice?

You don't think

I can handle him?

That's not il.

That's what it feels like.

Ana, I know full well

that you can handle anything.

And, uh, if you really wanna go,

then I can't stop you.

But I'd like to

take you there myself.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah.

I mean, of course I would

rather see New York with you.

Good.

I hate it when we fight.

That wasn't a fight.

That was a conversation.

It was, you know, when somebody

talks, and the other person listens,

and you resolve an issue.

That's how it works.

It's crazy, isn't it?

Night, Ana.

Good night, Hannah.

You leaving?

Um, I was actually just about to come

talk to you. Uh, about New York.

There a problem?

Um...

I'm so grateful

for the opportunity, Jack,

but with such short notice,

I made plans

that I can't change.

Huh.

But I will have my phone

on me all weekend.

So if you need anything,

I'm available.

Ana, have a seat.

I'm really... I'm sorry.

I think you have

tremendous potential here.

But I don't wanna waste my time

training someone who doesn't

take this position seriously.

I do.

This is my dream job.

Then shouldn't going to New York and

the book expo be part of that dream?

It is.

It is.

It was just a misunderstanding.

It won't happen again.

Because there are plenty of qualified

people who would kill for this job.

I mean, look, I don't wanna brag,

but I'm a pretty great teacher.

I'm sure you are.

I'm just not seeing the

initiative on your side of it.

I've read more than

you've asked me to.

And I'm on top of everything...

I'm talking about

going the extra mile.

Unless you want me

to compete with Christian Grey

for your attention.

I apologize that Christian was so

curt with you the other night.

Is that what this is about?

Your boyfriend has

a reputation for being

a little ruthless.

Is that what you like?

If you have a problem with my work,

then you should take it up with HR.

Whoa.

Why are you being so serious?

What do you think I'm gonna do'?

Make you f*** me?

Jack.

I just think...

I just think

if you're gonna f***

your way to prominence,

then you should do it with someone

who can at least make you smarter.

Not just richer.

Right?

Don't...

Don't what'? Hmm?

Look, this is a serious,

serious question.

Do you wanna be kept

or taken seriously?

Hmm?

I would like to leave,

please, Jack.

Plus...

I can make you come

like nobody else has.

Not him.

Not anyone.

No.

Ana?

Ana, what happened?

Jack Hyde tried to touch me.

I'll kill him.

No, no, please don't go.

Don't go. Don't leave me.

Okay. Go.

It's okay. Hey...

I left everything. I don't

have any of my stuff.

Taylor will get it.

It's fine, okay?

I'll take you home, come on.

And his pass has been cancelled?

Good.

No. Thank you, Jerry.

Good night.

Well, at least

that's dealt with.

Hyde's out.

He's been fired.

Whoa.

How? That's...

But I thought your deal with

SIP hasn't been finished yet.

It's not.

But I know the CEO.

I told him what happened.

You'll never have to

see him again.

Am I still gonna have a job

now that he's not there?

Well, if you don't,

you can just...

Christian, you know

I love working.

You can't keep me locked up

in your penthouse.

What if I gave you a key?

I mean,

what if you had a key, and you

kept some of your stuff here?

Keep all of your stuff here

and you slept, you know...

Not at your place.

Are you asking me

to move in with you?

Mmm-hmm.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I want you here all the time.

As soon as possible.

What happened to learning

to walk before we run?

That's just one of the many things that

we could talk about over breakfast.

Can I think about it?

Sure.

Yeah.

Liz, hi!

Ana, don't know if you heard,

but Jack resigned last night.

In kind of a hurry.

SIP isn't recruiting

right now, so we're screwed.

So you don't need me

anymore then?

I'm gonna try to find you

something temporary.

Could you fill in for Jack

at this morning's meeting?

At the senior editors' meeting?

Just for today.

You're the only one

who knows Jack's entire slate.

Well, yeah, but, I...

You're right.

It's too much.

No, I can do it.

It's fine. I can do it.

Great.

Call me when you're done.

We need to print fewer titles.

Stick with established authors.

Focus on our core readership.

Expand it.

I'm sorry.

Um, uh... So, Ana, what do you

think we should be publishing?

Um, newer voices.

Along with your established authors.

Mmm-hmm.

Boyce Fox, for example,

got 80,000 hits last week.

Really?

Online hits don't automatically

translate to print sales.

Well, but they could.

His online audience

is an 1840-24 demographic,

and those are exactly the readers

that we should be chasing.

Urn, I mean, lean show you the stats.

I think he's worth taking a risk on.

Maybe we should take a look.

Great idea.

Uh, Ana? Ana, just...

Mr. Roach, I'm really sorry

if I was out of line.

No, don't be sorry.

You made a lot of sense.

No, so, uh, what are you doing

now that Jack Hyde's gone?

Um, well, Liz mentioned something

temporary. I don't know.

Okay. So why don't you

fill in for Jack temporarily?

Good?

Um...

Great. Okay.

That's settled.

To SIP's new fiction editor.

Acting fiction editor.

Till they find out

how good you are.

Christian, did you have

something to do with this?

No. Hey, it was all you.

What? You don't

believe me?

I don't believe it myself.

I asked you a question

last night.

About moving in with you?

Mmm-hmm.

I just think that

I'm probably...

I need to get some things

from my apartment.

That can be arranged.

Good.

Now, maybe we could

take this celebration home.

The check, please.

Take off your panties.

Do it now.

Right in here?

Yeah, right here. Now.

Go on.

Hmm.

Excuse me.

Don't come.

Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm. No.

Two minutes.

Are you kidding?

In the bedroom.

Are you joking?

Two minutes.

What are you doing in here?

You made me wait,

so now it's your turn.

Are you any good?

Hmm. We'll see.

Maybe we should make a bet.

If I win,

you take me to the red room.

And if I win?

Your choice.

Break.

Okay.

Mmm. Solids.

Oh, dear.

Side pocket.

Red room, here we come.

Oof.

Sh*t.

I hope you're not a sore loser.

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