*Hello! Welcome to my new story. I know I have two going on, and I promise I will update NYM and FF. But, I have had this in my head for a while now, so… Let the games begin…*

"Hello… My name is Ana Steele… I think I will be a wonderful editor at SIP, if you just let me…" I scoffed as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. "Shit.. I am so going to bomb this…" Today was my interview at SIP, Seattle Independent Publishing. Having just graduated college, and now trying to get this job, I have been nothing but stressed out. My dream is to be a writer, and work with writers… I have always loved books. My mother, Carla, said I got it from my birth father.

I brushed through my long brown hair one more time, before placing it in a neat ponytail. I looked myself over once more, my light blue shirt looked good against my black slacks. My makeup done only slightly. I was ready, at least I hope…

"Kate! I am leaving now, I should be back later tonight, if you want to get drinks or something." I called out to my roommate and best friend as I grabbed my purse from out counter.

"Sure babe!" She came from her room, still in her pajamas.

"Do you know what time it is? Its almost noon, and you are still in your jammies?" I scolded her with a smirk playing on my face.

"Hey, I have nowhere to be until later. So, I shall wear what I want, thank you very much! Now go, kick some editorial ass!" She laughed.

It took me 20 minutes to drive there, and find parking. The building was small, almost the size of my apartment building. Walking in was different. The building, on the outside, looked a bit run down. However, the minute you walk in you are created with pure beauty. The lighting was perfect, the people working at the front were beautiful. How could I work here? I am just a normal girl. These women look like angels, not…. normal.

"Anastasia?" The red head from behind the desk called out.

"Yes, Hi… um is Ana. I have a meeting with…Jack Hyde?" Why did I say that like it was a question? Its not a question! Of course I have a meeting… Okay, Ana. Calm the fuck down. It is just a meeting. You will do fine… I try to tell myself as I am led into the back of the building where a young man sat behind a desk. The leggy red head left us alone in the small office.

"Please, Ana. Have a seat." The man pointed to the chair across from him. I nodded quickly and sat down.

Just breathe Ana… You will do fine….

"So, Ana. You graduated top of your class, and Valedictorian. That is pretty impressive." The man looked me up and down and smiled.

"Yes, I have always had a passion for English literature, and when I put my heart, soul, and mind into something, I do not back down. So, I worked very hard at my studies, and am extremely proud of them." I smiled softly.

"I can see that. Well, my only problem is that you do not seem to have the experience required to be an editor. However, you seem like a well-rounded woman. So, how about I offer you a deal. Work, under me, as my personal assistant, and we will give you the training and experience you need. That way a year from today, you can become an editor. How does that sound?" He looked me up and down again, with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh my god… Sir, that would be amazing. I am just happy I got this interview. I would love to work with you, Sir. When can I start?" I tried to control my enthusiasm, but it was getting harder to stay in my seat. Sure, it may not be the job I wanted, but it was a start, and it was at a publishing house. Who was I to say no?

"Well, today is Friday. How about you take the weekend to get ready, and be here first thing Monday morning, 7 am? We can sign all of the paperwork, and get everything started." He stood up with a smile. I then took my purse and shook his hand.

"Thank you so much, Sir. I can't wait to work with you." I turned to leave.

"Thanks for coming in, oh and Ana. Please, call me Jack…" I nodded, but didn't turn around, so I didn't notice the look on his face as I walked away from him.

Once I reached outside I took out my phone to call Kate when I just about knocked someone over.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry." I kneeled down to pick up my few things and help the person I hit with theirs.

"Oh, that's alright, Miss." The voice next to me called out. My body froze as the honey filled voice washed over my small body. Never had a voice called out to me in such a way. I suddenly felt the desire to take him back to my place and fuck him into next week.

Jesus… what the hell? My inner goddess pointed her finger at me, disapprovingly. I never thought like that…

I looked up at him and was met with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were a light gray, and I felt like they were looking right into my soul. I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning, just by looking at his eyes. He smiled as he reached for my arm and helped me back up. What day is it again? Who is this man? How can he stop me from thinking just with a look.

"I hope you are alright, miss." He said with a small smile. His voice snapped me back into reality.

"Yes, I am fine… I hope you are too. I didn't mean to bump into you. I just finished a meeting, and was going to call a friend of mine…and now I am rambling…" Damn it, Ana! "Sorry. I'm Anastasia Steele." I held out my hand. He laughed and took it in his.

"Christian." He smiled, shaking my hand, and holding onto it a bit longer than needed. "I wish we could continue this conversation, but I must be going…Have a wonderful rest of your day. Anastasia." He let my hand go and walked into SIP. It took me a minute to fully regain my brain to come back to life.

"What the hell was that?" I said out loud as I slipped into the car and made my way home.

"Come on, Ana! Live a little. You need more makeup than that. And would you please take your hair out of that stupid ponytail! You look so much more beautiful when your hair is down!" Kate fussed as we got ready for our girl's night out. Her blonde hair was curled, she was wearing way too much makeup, and her clothes were just a bit too tight for my liking. But, that was Kate, and I loved her.

"Just go get the cab! I will be out in a minute." Kate sighed and walked out of the bathroom, pulling her phone out as she went. I studied myself in the mirror, my thought brought back to the girls at SIP. I would never be that beautiful and I accepted that. Then my thought strayed to Christian… I had never seen a man so beautiful. I sighed deeply and pulled my hair out of it spot on the top of my head. Tonight I was going to have fun!

The bar was filled with people of all kinds. The middle of the dancefloor was packed with adults holding drinks and grinding to the music. Kate ordered an Appletini, while I ordered a Cosmos. We watched the people for a while, then Kate gave me a kiss on the cheek and went off to find a guy to dance with.

"So much for girl's night." I muttered. I downed my glass and walked to the bar to order a new one.

"My, my, my… Anastasia Steele, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." There was that voice again.

Christian….

I looked up with a smile. "Christian. What a pleasure it is to see you here." I smiled. Trying to hold back how much I wanted to lunge myself at him.

"May I buy you a drink?" He asked, holding his hand out to grab the bartender's attention.

"Sure. I don't see why not." I giggled a little. Christian grabbed our drinks and led us to a back table, away from the large crown. I sat down in the small booth, and he curled in next to me. It was becoming painfully aware of how close our bodies were to each other.

"So" He started as he set our drinks down. "What brings you here tonight?" He turned his attention away from the people dancing, and onto me.

"Uh, well, you see that girl?" I pointed to Kate, as she danced on some guy, not with him, she was literally dancing ON him. "That is my best friend, and roommate Kate. I had this huge job interview today, and I got a job. So, she wanted to take me out for drinks. Although, not five minutes after we got here she left to go find some guy to dance with. Leaving me alone. Again." I shrugged and sipped my cosmos. "What about you. Why are you here?" I look up at Mr. Handsome Pants.

"I saw you walk in, and I wanted to see you again." Wow… Stalker much? I scoffed.

"That's quite romantic Christian." I laughed. "Stalking looks good on you." He let out a hearty laugh. His brown hair dancing atop his head.

"I wasn't stalking you, Miss. Steele. It was mere fate that I saw you walk in here. I had some time to kill, and I figured, Why not see that amazingly beautiful girl from this afternoon." He sipped his beer and smiled. Once again, I scoffed at his comment. "What? Did I offend you?" His gray eyes covered with concern.

"No… It's just…You called me beautiful." I took another sip. "I mean… Look at me." I looked down at the floor.

"I am."

HOLY SHIT! Did he really call me beautiful? I blushed a bright red and looked at my drink as I drank the rest of it.

"Come on, Anastasia." He grabbed my hand. "Let's dance." I set my glass down as he pulled me towards the dance floor.

His hands found my hips as we moved to the rhythm of the music. It was as if no one was in the bar as we danced together. My body was pressed against his as we moved, his lips danced along my neck. My body was tingling, and I could feel the dull ache between my legs that I had never felt before.

"Let's get out of here…." He whispered in my ear.

I took a breath. "Live a little" I heard Kate say in my head. I look at him and nodded. "Okay"

*And there is it! I have never written in first person, so bear with me as I get the hang of this! Please remember to review! Do you want to see some chapters from Christian's POV? Let me know! Tata for now! Xoxox*