Chapter 52

• Ana had never felt more alive in the days they were in London. Christian drove recklessly down the streets, which caused her to scream and laugh. Ana ate foods she would have never tried on her own, and he woke her up late in the night to make love, or get dessert.
• "Ana, we're adults. Which means we can have ice-cream and cake whenever we want," he told her on Sunday night, when they were walking the streets heading to the only late-night bakery that would satisfy Christian's sweet tooth. To be honest, Ana never cared. She would only stare up at Christian, and marvel at the complex man.
• The complex man she loved with all her heart.