A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to my first fanfiction! I've been reading fanfiction for a few years now, and I wanted to give it a try myself. As everyone here, I love Christian and Anastasia. I find them the cutest, most sexy couple ever. And so very easy to write about! My Ana and Christian are quite different then the ones you know from the original books. They are a few years older when they meet. Ana has more experience in life and is pretty confident. Christian is not adopted, had a very happy childhood and ofcourse has his sexy hobbies. The rest will hopefully become clear while reading. Enjoy and please let me know what you think, the good and the bad! Laters xx

Chapter one: A bet over Michael.

Standing in my bedroom in front of the mirror, I'm finishing my make-up. Kate is standing next to me with a glass of wine in her hand. We are getting ready to go out, like we've done a hundred times before. We start drinking at home and when we feel tipsy enough we go to the bar. There we continue drinking, dancing, flirting and having fun. It's been this way since we were 17 years old. First it was just me and Kate. Later, at college, Kim and Lauren joined the crew. The four of us went out almost every week. Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

First we just went out for the alcohol, the fun and the music. The four of us love to dance and we get along like sisters, fighting sometimes included. But then the boys got our interest.

''I'm so excited for tonight! I've heard The Mile High club is one of the most luxurious clubs here in Seattle. I bet the whole club is pact with good looking, rich as fuck guys.'' Kate says while looking at me. ''We are so going to get laid tonight, Steele.''

Rolling my eyes and fixing my lip stain, I look at my best friend. "Kate, do you never get tired of this? Getting home with guys you don't know? I mean, do we really need to go home with someone to have a good night? It almost sounds like that is the reason we're going out."

''Wow, who are you and what have you done to Ana?'' She snorts. ''I mean, I don't want to be rude, but you got some experience with meaningless hanky panky. And where may I ask, do you find those guys? I don't think you find them while buying groceries.''

She is right. I'm the first to admit I had some one night stands in the past. And yes, I got home with them after going out. But lately I have been thinking why. The sex isn't all that great, the morning after is usually very awkward and most of the guys don't look half as good when I'm sober. I kind of think I'm over meaningless sex.

As for Kate, she goes home with almost every guy who calls her pretty. Just because she can't forget about James. Her asshole ex who cheated on her 1,5 years ago. Kate caught him with another girl, in their bed. And even though she hates him and kicked him out without clothes on, she still can't forget him. She says he has a special place in her heart. I believe her, but whatever it means, I've never felt it.

''I know, I know. It's just that I've been thinking about it and I might not want it anymore. I mean, it's not all that great you know. The sex I mean.'' I say to her. ''Besides it's not really classy to go home with a guy you just met. I think I'm going to be responsible from now on.''

''Right, prim and proper girl from now on, you say? So you want to make a bet then?'' She asks. I can tell she thinks I'm full of shit. ''If you don't go home with someone tonight, I'll take you to the spa for a day of pampering. If you do go home with someone, I can have your new Michael Kors bag. The blue, leather one''

''No, not that one, that's my new favorite Kate. I literally just got that one 5 minutes ago.'' I pout. ''Pick another one.''

She laughs. ''Not so sure of yourself then? If you really don't want the meaningless sex anymore, then what is the problem?''

''It's the principle. It's a new bag. You don't make a deal over a new bag. It's my newborn baby.'' I say acting emotional.

She rolls her eyes. ''Fine, it's just because you know you're going to lose.''

''I am not. What about you can borrow it for three days if I lose?'' I ask. I can compromise right? I could really use a spa day.

''Nuhuh Steele, the whole thing or nothing. Make up your mind.'' She states. Business Kate is in the building. Fuck it. I'm not losing anyway.

''Ugh, fine, but I want the full VIP pampering, not kidding. Mani, padi, wax, the whole rambam.'' I tell her, holding up my glass in agreement. How difficult can it be, just have fun with the girls and maybe don't drink too much. Easy.

''Deal!'' She yells happy while clinking my glass. I can practically see her picking the best outfit to go with the bag. Keep dreaming dork.

''Alright, I'm ready.'' I say, getting Kate's attention away from MY Michael Kors bag. ''Have you heard from Lauren and Kim? They should be ready to go by now.''

''Yes, got a message a few minutes ago saying they would grab a taxi in 15. We should go too, we are meeting them at the club. The uber should be here any moment.''

Lauren en Kim are our friends since college. We lived together in a small apartment. After we graduate, we all went and got our own place. Lauren is engaged with policeman Mike, her high school sweetheart. They are living together in a 3 bedroom house just a few miles from me. Kim is just like me and Kate, waiting for the right one, I guess. Only she is looking for a Mrs. Right.

There is a knock on the door and I hear Kate yell that the uber is waiting. ''I'm coming!'' I yell back. Taking one last look in the mirror and taking my last sip of wine, I head to Kate. Let's win this bet!


Arriving at the Mile High club I'm a bit stunned. It is amazing. Very classy and modern. Definitely not the bar we went to back in the days.

''O my god, this is amazing!'' Lauren says. ''Look at this place, it's almost too fancy to get drunk.''

''A place is never too fancy to get drunk. Not for me anyway. Look at the cocktails, they look delicious!'' Kim says while looking at the cocktail menu.

While Kate and Lauren check out the drinks, I take in the club. It really is a very beautiful place. There is a lounge area in the back that is a little higher than the dance floor and on the sides are little tables where you can stand and have a drink. The lights are amazing, the music is good and because the club has a dark look, the crème lounges and seats are really standing out. Yes, I think to myself, this is going to be a good night.

After getting our cocktails, we're heading to one of the lounges.

''So, what is the game plan for tonight?'' Kim asks. ''I already saw a few nice girls I wouldn't mind talking to.''

We all laugh. ''You always see someone you wouldn't mind talking to Kim. But as for me, I'm really just here for the drinks and the dancing tonight.'' I tell her.

''Yes girls, Ana and I made a bet. Just girls tonight. No whoring around.'' Kate adds smirking at me.

''Works for me! Just girls that is. Not promising anything though. I have a feeling I might meet my soulmate here.'' Kim says.

Lauren just shakes her head and laughs. ''I would love to believe that, dorks. But I think I will be calling Mike in a few hours to pick me up because I lost all three of you. Look around, I've already seen a bunch very good looking guys and I'm not even making an afford.''

Looking around the club, I indeed see that almost all the men are good looking. In the corner, on the left side of our booth, I see a group of guys having drinks. They are laughing loudly and by the looks of the guy wearing a silly head and glasses, it is a bachelor party. I turn my attention back to the girls.

''Okay, you are right. Very nice. But I just want to have fun without any guys.'' I say. ''And Michael is way better looking. Fits me perfectly, you know.'' I giggle while looking at Kate.

Kate laughs and rolls her eyes. ''Let's dance, girls.'' She stands and makes her way to the dance floor. We all follow her and start dancing. I love this. Dancing and having fun with the girls. I'm so happy we all stayed like this. Even though we are all very different, we always have each other's back. And I know every single one of them is always there when I need them. Cliché, but true.

While Kate, Lauren and Kim are dancing around letting the alcohol do their job, I take one more look at the guys in the corner. I don't really know why, bit something has me drawn to it. A copper haired man with grey eyes is looking right back at me. I feel my breath hitch and on cue I blush.

''Jesus.'' I gasp. He. Is. Gorgeous.

Still looking at me, he gives me a sexy grin and then turns back to his friends. Lauren, standing close to me, can hear my gasp. Smirking at me she yells over the music: ''Well, that didn't take long.''

Right, it definitely didn't.


A bunch of drinks, dancing and 3 hours later we are still on the dance floor. We lost Kim to a cute redhead 30 minutes ago. Kate and Lauren are basically too drunk to say anything intelligent and I'm still having eye contact with the sexy grey eyed guy, feeling slightly drunk as well.

He is still sitting in the booth, and I feel his eyes on me. It's probably the alcohol, but I make an afford in showing my moves. Not that I got great moves , but it makes me feel sexy and by the looks of it he is enjoying it too. His friends are all over the place, making him the only one still seated in the booth. Sipping his drink, ever so often touching his lips. His eyes never leaving me, looking me up and down in a way so dirty it makes my heartbeat fasten. God, what I could do with him.

Just as I think he is never going to talk to me, he stands. His eyes never leaving mine while he walks towards me. When he is standing right in front of me, he says something so bold, it's making the hairs on my neck stand and throw any bet I made out the window. Even if it's over very expensive bags.

''I would like to see your body move like that, on me. Naked.''

Don't do it Ana. Think about spa day. Think about Kate's annoying, victorious I told you so look when you tell her this.

But I know it's too late. Mr. Handsome got me under his spell. I'm his puppet. He can ask me to jump into the nearest pond, and I will probably do it.

Goodbye my dear, dear Michael.