He was polite, intense, smart… really intimidating.
"Do you always impress women this way? ‘Come and fly in my helicopter’?" I ask,genuinely interested.
"I’ve never brought a girl up here,Anastasia. It’s another first for me.” His voice is quiet,serious.
Fifty Shades Of Grey (12/∞)
↳"He has one arm around me, clasping me to him, while the fingers of his other hand softly trace my face, gently probing, examining me. His thumb brushes my lower lip, and I hear his breath hitch. He’s staring into my eyes, and I hold his anxious, burning gaze for a moment or maybe it’s forever… but eventually, my attention is drawn to his beautiful mouth. Oh my. And for the first time in twenty-one years, I want to be kissed.”
“I want to know about you. I think that’s only fair.” His gray eyes are alight with curiosity. Double crap. Where’s he going with this? He places his elbows on the arms of the chair and steeples his fingers in front of his mouth. His mouth is very… distracting. I swallow.
“There’s not much to know,” I say, flushing again.
"He’s not a dark knight at all, but a white knight in shining, dazzling armor… a classic romantic hero.." - Anastasia Steele