Okay, Miss Steele. You’ve been upgraded to first class.”
“Ma’am, if you’d like to go through to the first class lounge and await your flight there.” …
“Surely there’s some mistake.”
“No, no.” He checks his computer screen again. “Anastasia Steele – upgrade.” He simpers at me.
Ugh. I narrow my eyes. He hands me my boarding pass, and I head towards the first class lounge muttering under my breath. Damn Christian Grey, interfering control freak – he just can’t leave well enough alone.
Fifty Shades of Grey, p. 283.
OMG don’t you just hate it when your gorgeous billionaire boyfriend who gives you orgasms that lead you to tears upgrades you to first class?! it’s the worst!
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