The Writer’s Coffee Shop

First published by The Writer’s Coffee Shop, 2011 Copyright © E L James, 2011

The right of E L James to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her under the Copyright Amendment (Moral Rights) Act 2000 This work is copyright. Apart from any use as permitted under the Copyright Act 1968, no part maybe reproduced, copied, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, recorded ortransmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior written permission of the publisher. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. The Writer’s Coffee Shop (Australia) PO Box 2013 HornsbyWestfield NSW 1635 (USA) PO Box 2116 Waxahachie TX 75168 Paperback ISBN-978-1-61213-028-6 E-book ISBN-978-1-61213-029-3 A CIP catalogue record for this book is available from the US Congress Library. Cover image by: © Papuga2006 | Dreamstime.com Cover design by: Jennifer McGuire www.thewriterscoffeeshop.com/ejames

E L James is a TV executive, wife, and mother of two, based in West London. Sinceearly childhood, she dreamt of writing stories that readers would fall in love with, but put those dreams on hold to focus on her family and her career. She finally plucked up the courage to put pen to paper with her first novel, Fifty Shades of Grey. E L James is currently working on the sequel to Fifty Shades of

Grey and a new romantic thriller with a supernatural twist.

I am indebted to thefollowing people for their help and support: To my husband Niall – thank you for tolerating my obsession, being a domestic god and doing the first edit. To my boss Lisa – thank you for putting up with me over the last year or so while I indulged in this madness. To CCL – I’ll never tell but thank you. To the original bunker babes – thank you for your friendship and constant support. To SR – thankyou for all the helpful advice from the start and for going first. To Sue – thanks for sorting me out. To Amanda and all at TWCS – thank you for taking a punt.

I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair – it just won’t behave, and damn Katherine Kavanagh for being ill and subjecting me to this ordeal. I should be studying for my final exams, which are next week, yet here Iam trying to brush my hair into submission. I must not sleep with it wet. I must not sleep with it wet. Reciting this mantra several times, I attempt, once more, to bring it under control with the brush. I roll my eyes in exasperation and gaze at the pale, brown-haired girl with blue eyes too big for her face staring back at me, and give up. My only option is to restrain my wayward hair in aponytail and hope that I look semi presentable. Kate is my roommate, and she has chosen today of all days to succumb to the flu. Therefore, she cannot attend the interview she’d arranged to do, with some mega-industri-alist tycoon I’ve never heard of, for the student newspaper. So I have been volunteered. I have final exams to cram for, one essay to finish, and I’m supposed to be working thisafternoon, but no – today I have to drive a hundred and sixty-five

miles to downtown Seattle in order to meet the enigmatic CEO of Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc. As an exceptional entrepreneur and major benefactor of our University, his time is extraordinarily precious – much more precious than mine – but he has granted Kate an interview. A real coup, she tells me. Damn her extra-curricular activities.Kate is huddled on the couch in the living room. “Ana, I’ sorry. It took me nine months to get this interview. It m will take another six to reschedule, and we’ll both have graduated by then. As the editor, I can’ blow this off. Please,” Kate begs me in her t rasping, sore throat voice. How does she do it? Even ill she looks gamine and gorgeous, strawberry blonde hair in place and green eyes...