A/N: I'm baaaaack! Really I felt like I never left due to some lovely ladies that kept pestering me to give you guys the sequel hehe. Special shoutout to Diamond Child who let me bounce some ideas off of her and initially got the ball rolling in my head. Check out her stories if you haven't, she's badass! So, without further ado here's the sequel to College Neighbors! (if you happened to be a new reader WELCOME! but seriously you should read the story before this first... sorry. only 104 chapters! haha)

Ps you'll notice that this story will be written in first person as opposed to third person, after writing DTRH I realized how much easier it is!

I'm pulled out of my sleep by the smell of cinnamon tickling my nose. I blink my eyes a few times trying to chase the sleep away and sit up in the bed I share with my fiancé. I stretch my arms to the ceiling and wiggle my toes trying to move my loose limbs that are still slightly sore from last night. I was so restless and nervous about my first day of work, Christian knew the way to take the edge off in a way only he could, multiple orgasms. I narrow my eyes as I try to listen for Christian turning the kitchen into a disaster area but I don't hear anything. I reluctantly get out of bed and move towards the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face before removing all my clothes in preparation for a shower. I pull on my robe and move towards the smell and I am greeted with the sight of my fiancé cooking French toast. Shirtless. Dammit Christian we don't have time for sex.

I sit down at the breakfast bar and steeple my hands under my chin and clear my throat. He turns around to face me and smiles a smile that stops my heart.

"Good morning, beautiful" he leans across the bar and plants a wet kiss on my lips. "I thought you needed a proper sendoff for your first day"

I can't believe after 4 years this man still knows how to make my heart flutter. I'm off the stool and in his arms before I can even register that my legs are moving. I wrap my arms around him pulling him to me before his lips are on mine. The smell of cinnamon on his skin is evident and it sends me on a head trip. I feel his tongue rubbing against mine as he grips my waist tight with one hand and weaves his other through my hair. I'm vaguely aware he's lifted me into his arms and set me on the counter. He pulls away slightly and I whimper at the loss of contact. "Now that is a proper sendoff"

He moves back towards me and nibbles on my ear. "How much time do you have?" he asks in a low voice that sends a shiver through me.

"Not enough time for..." I trail off and I bite down on my bottom lip. I know I'm sending him mixed signals with that simple act but the thought of getting him riled up thrills me.

He backs away from me and sighs. "You're a tease, Steele"

"Almost Grey" I quip as I hop off the counter and move towards the Keurig we got as one of our many housewarming presents from Christian's parents. I'm making Christian's cup when I feel arms boxing me in and lips on my neck.

"You're not nervous, right?" I shake my head and I can feel the smile against my skin. "Good. You're going to be amazing, baby. You are amazing"

"I hope so" I feel his pelvis, particularly one of my favorite Christian Grey appendages pushing against my back and I giggle. "No Christian"

I turn around in his arms and he pouts. "I'm going to be so bored"

"I hope not, you should be working! Starting a company? You know, all the money you begged your parents for? Maybe do something with it?" I shrug as I take my seat.

He rolls his eyes at my sarcasm. "I don't really know where to begin. I have plans, but I don't really know how to go about turning them into actions" he says putting a plate of French toast in front of me.

"Do some research.. get one of those "for dummies" books?" I ask as I take a bite and immediately moan. "Christian.. this is... good?"

"You seem surprised?"

"Umm yeah, you can't cook"

"I followed a recipe."

I look up from my plate and into his eyes and I see nothing but love radiating off of him. I take a few more bites before pushing the plate somewhat away from me. "I have time for a 15 minute shower, max" I say getting up and sliding the robe off of my body leaving me naked as I trail across our apartment to our bathroom. I barely have my hair up in a bun at the top of my head before I feel hands reaching around me and between my legs rubbing the slickness between them. I lean my head back against his chest as I give into the feeling building below. His hand moves away from me and I turn around just in time to see his tongue running over his fingers.

"We are on a schedule" he says moving past me to turn the water on. "In you go"

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I'm standing in front of the mirror in a navy pin stripe skirt and matching blazer with a cream silky blouse underneath it and navy pumps. I look great. I take one more look at myself and slide my favorite piece of jewelry back onto my hand since I had taken it off to lotion my skin after my sexy shower with Christian. I smile as I always do when I look at my engagement ring. Here we go.

I walk out of our bedroom to see Christian on his computer. "Okay, I'm ready..." I trail off. "I think"

"You look beautiful" he says moving towards me. He tucks a hair behind my ear. "Don't be nervous..." he starts. "Do you want me to go with you?"

I shake my head. "No... no I'll be okay" Lord knows I want to tell him yes, hold my hand and drop me off. This isn't anything like Harvard. But no. Ana, put your big girl pants on. You can do this.

"Okay" he says not fully believing me. "You know where to find me if you need me"

"I'll be okay, I'm not going to get beat up on the playground" I giggle.

He frowns slightly before chuckling. "Well this makes this much funnier" he says moving away from me.

"What does?"

"Here" he says handing me what looks like a lunch bag

"Did you pack me a lunch?" I ask looking at him curiously.

"Don't make a big deal about it" he rolls his eyes before going to sit back on our couch. "In case you're super bored in your orientation and training and you get hungry.. or don't like the food they give you." He shrugs before looking at me. "I just want to take care of you, Ana. You know that"

I'm so overwhelmed by this small gesture so I smile before moving towards him and leaning down to place a peck on his lips. "I don't have time to fuck you the way I want to now, so just know, when I get home, it is SO. on." And with a wink and a wave I'm out the door.

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It's been two hours and I feel like I might fall asleep if I hear one more presentation from human resources. Fuck this is worse than syllabus week. I unzip the bag that holds my lunch and peek inside and inwardly cheer when I see almonds. Thank God. I start munching on them to keep me awake and immediately grab my phone to send Christian a thank you before I freeze. Can I text in here? I do a quick scan of the 12 of us in here and don't see anyone texting. Maybe I should keep this put away. I sigh as I tune back into what is being said about sexual harassment or dress code or vacation hours. This was going to be a long freaking day. Around noon we break for lunch, and the food actually looks great so I grab a salad and sit by myself at a table and pull out my phone to call Christian when I feel a presence next to me.

"Hi!" I hear and when I look up there is a girl standing there smiling down at me. I don't even have time to reply before she's sitting down across from me.

"I'm Erica" she starts. "Well obviously you knew that" she laughs nervously. "Because- we went over our names in the beginning.. you're Ana right? Great shoes by the way... are you new to New York too?" She says quickly.

"Yes and thank you and yes" I chuckle. Geeze, we've been in meetings the last four hours how does she still have this much energy?

"These meetings are such a bore. I've had 5 cups of coffee"

"Ah that would explain your energy. I am dragging." I say rubbing my head. "So you're not from here?"

"No I'm from Chicago, born and raised and schooled. Only place I've ever called home"

"Oh wow. This job bring you here?" I ask taking a bite of my kale salad.

"Yep, scared shitless. I've never been more than 20 miles away from my mom. What about you, where are you from?"

"From Seattle, but I went to school in Boston."

"Oh where did you go?" she asks.

"Harvard" I wonder how this sounds to someone that didn't go there. Do I sound snotty? Pretentious? I don't give her a chance to respond before I ask her "How about you?"

"Northwestern. Harvard is a great school, I wish I could have gone. I got in, but... I was kind of scared about going. And in state tuition, yaknow" she shrugs. And Northwestern looks pretty decent on the resume too without the crippling debt I would have been in" she giggles and I can't help but think I'm going to like this girl. "So did the guy who put that on your finger" she says pointing her fork at my ring "move here too?"

I guess I have to get used to the questions about this fucking glacier on my finger. I swear you can see this thing clearly across the room. I finger it gently as I always do when someone draws attention to it and nod with the biggest grin on my face. "Yes"

"You should see your face! You are glowing. That is so sweet. When is the big day?"

"October 12, 2019" I say proudly as I make a note of the countdown. 394 days until I'm Mrs. Christian Grey. I blink my eyes a few times trying to calm the tingle that is starting in my sex as I think about Christian and I saying "I do" Erica and I spend the rest of our lunch hour getting to know each other and I am thrilled to have made my very first New York friend.

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I'm bolting up the stairs of our SoHo apartment taking them two at a time and rush to my door opening it immediately. "Baby!" I call from the door as I drop my things and kick off my shoes anxious to tell him about my day as I take off for our bedroom. I stand in the doorway to see Christian asleep on our bed and I frown before looking at my watch. It's 6 pm, and we are supposed to be meeting Sean for dinner and drinks in an hour. I crawl onto our bed and into his arms as he's lying on his back before hiking my skirt up so I can straddle him. I press my lips to his and it doesn't take long for him to begin to respond to me and soon I'm on my back and he's got his hands in my hair and his lips at my neck.

"How was your day, beautiful?" he says against my skin in such a way that melts my heart and heats up my body.

"So great, the first half was so boring, but after lunch was awesome. We got to meet with some of the agents, and we got to meet a client, and I got to see my office and I have a window with a view and a plant!"

"A plant?" he chuckles.

"Yes, my very own plant! And I have a desk and a computer at my desk, and a computer I get to bring home! It's at IT right now but I got to pick a password and- it's your name and the day we are getting married, is that cheesy?" I giggle.

"I'm your password?" he smiles at me. "I don't think I've been anyone's password before"

"You've been my Harvard email password like 6 different times!" I laugh. "You know they keep making us fucking change it" I roll my eyes. "Anyway I met this girl, Erica.. she's super nice. Maybe we could set her up with Sean. Unless he's slept with her already.. has he boned all of Manhattan yet?" I ask.

"Okay he's slept with like four or five girls since he's gotten here, relax" Christian says and I roll my eyes.

"It's been like 2 months"

"That's below average for him"

"You know we are meeting him for drinks"

"Are we?" Christian asks.

"He cc'ed you on the email, did you not see it? He couldn't text because he was in meetings all day, so he shot us an email"

"I don't think I saw it." He yawns. "Are you sure we should be going out?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well we are planning a wedding, one that you wanted us to help pay for I may add"

"It was my first day of work" I pout.

"Tell Sean to come here"

"I wanna go out! To that bar we went to our first weekend here" I give him my best puppy dog eyes and he relents immediately.

"You're the worst" he chuckles before going back to my neck. "Tell me more about your day"

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything"

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I'm pulling on a jacket as New York September nights can get a little chilly when I hear a knock at the door. I look through the peephole and roll my eyes before opening it. "What's the point of knocking, when you have keys?" I say putting my hands on my hips as one of my best friends, Sean Peterson walks through the door.

"If there's a door, locked with you and C on the other side of it, I'm knocking. I never know what you two are doing" he says going to the fridge and grabbing a beer.

"Hey hey wait, we are leaving! Christian is ready" I say trying to prevent him from opening the beer but it's no use.

"Okay?" He says looking at me as if that meant anything as he proceeds to finish the beer in four quick swallows. "Frat boy" he says pointing at himself and I chuckle.

"Kay well that was not a Bud Light, that was one of Christian's IPA's with like an 11 percent ABV. Guess you're getting hammered tonight" I roll my eyes.

"Eh, I don't have an early meeting tomorrow. Speaking of which, how was your first day, Banans!?"

"Amazing, I love it. The beginning half was so boring, like I thought I was going to fall asleep. But the second half!? I'm going to love this job Seanny!"

"Glad to hear it"

We begin to chat about my job when I feel Christian's hand around my shoulder and lips brushing against my temple. "You guys ready?"

"Been ready!" I cheer before I finish the beer I started drinking when Sean got his second one.

We are out of the apartment and walking towards the Subway when I stop causing the two men I'm with to turn and look at me. "We aren't taking an Uber?"

"Ana you live in New York now, you're going to have to get used to the Subway" Sean says giving me a stern look.

"But... it's scary down there, and it smells, and I don't... understand it"

"I'll help you, Banans. You have to learn" he says looking at me before looking at Christian. "Teach her"

"I've tried. We've been here for a month and whenever I drag her on here it never ends well"

"Come on, it's just a few stops" Sean says as Christian pulls me down the stairs.

They move towards the turnstile when I stop them. "Wait!"

"What now?" Sean says. "Train will be here in 2 minutes"

"I don't have a card thing" I say waving my hand.

"We got one like two days ago. We put ten dollars on it and went one stop, Ana" Christian says looking at me.

"Oh.. I think that's at home"

"Why is it at home and not in your wallet?" He asks running a hand through his hair, a telltale sign he's getting annoyed.

"I forgot to take it out of my other purse, sorry!"

Christian shakes his head. "She's paranoid her credit cards are going to deactivate it or something if it rubs up against it"

"It happens! It happened in DC with our metro cards!"

"Oh for the love of God Ana" Sean says. "You know how many people put their Subway cards in their wallet?"

"This time we are spending talking we could be done already"

"Fine, go on" I stare at them both and then the machine and then back at them.

"Christian please?" I pout and he shakes his head. "You have to learn"

"But the train is coming" I say as I hear it approaching.

"Next one will be here in five to eight minutes. "We can wait. Something tells me we may actually still be here" Sean says

I make a face at Sean before turning back and get almost to the end. "Okay how far are we going?"

"Just put twenty dollars on there. And use it!"

"Fine" I say pulling it out of the slot. "I got it!" I raise it in the air and do a little dance.

"That's the easy part" Sean says raising an eyebrow, causing him and Christian to start to laugh.

"Assholes" I mutter as I walk past them, through the turnstile and towards the platform.

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CPOV

We've been at the bar for what feels like hours and I feel like I haven't gotten a word in with the way Sean and Ana are going on about work. I feel guilty being jealous of my best friend and my fiancé, but I just don't want to talk about work. I know they're excited about their new jobs, but haven't they noticed I've barely said a word all night? I feel like I am at such a standstill with how to grow this company and I have absolutely no direction. Perhaps I should look into getting a financial advisor or planner. My father sent me the name of someone I could talk to but what if he thinks I don't have what it takes? What if this was all a complete waste of time and money? I can't listen to this anymore. It doesn't help that we're all several drinks in which means Sean and Ana both are ten times more chatty. It's times like this that I wish I had gotten a job right out of college. Well... one in New York.

I'm trying to get the bartenders attention to grab three more beers when he passes over me again to take the order of some blonde with fake tits. Fuuuuck this guy. What, do I need a vagina, to get a beer around here?

I hear a giggle next to me followed by "Probably"

I turn to see a girl next to me and I freeze. "Did I say that out loud?"

She nods. "Mmmhm" she moves closer to the bar and tosses her hair playfully to the side and if like magic the bartender appears in front of her. She orders her drink before pointing at me. "And whatever he wants"

"Oh thank you but I have a tab open" I say.

"It's on me" she says giving me a smile and I realize this could take a bad turn if I don't nip this in the bud now.

"I have to get three- for my fiancé and my friend too" I say hoping she gets the picture.

"What do you want?" the bartender asks and I give him the order before turning back to the girl.

"Thanks for getting his attention for me, something tells me that hair toss thing probably wouldn't work for me" she laughs and I wonder if maybe she's mistaken my joke for flirting and I cringe inwardly. Where are those beers?

"I'm Erin, I-" she begins when I smell Ana's scent floating around me and soon I feel her arms around me and she's standing in between Erin and I with her back to Erin looking up at me. I'm not sure if she's tipsy and oblivious to Erin or knows exactly what she's doing and is making a point. But I will have the answer in 3..2..1..

"I was beginning to think you got lost. I missed you" she says before rubbing my chest and leaning her head back indicating that she wants a kiss which I happily oblige.

"Baby, this is Erin, she's the reason we have beers" I say grabbing them from the bar.

She turns to face her and I can't see the face she gives her but I can hear her voice, yep it was the latter. "Hi, Erin. I'm Ana. Christian's fiancé"

I chuckle inwardly at Ana marking her territory but really it turns me the fuck on. I love knowing that I belong to her just as she belongs to me. "Thanks again" I say before guiding Ana back to the table.

"She was cute" Ana says and I shoot her a look.

I give her a look. "What would you like me to say to that, Ana?"

"Guess I haven't seen a girl hit on you in quite some time. I'm used to girls knowing the deal"

"She wasn't hitting on me, babe"

"Oh please! Sean and I heard her panties drop from our table!"

"Did not" I say.

"Totally did, dude" Sean says as I place his beer in front of him. "I could even see the look in her eyes. She offer to buy you a drink?" He asks.

Ana turns to look at me with wide eyes. "Seriously? Desperate much?" She snorts.

"It's like a thing now. Independent women and all that. And it's a trick, you can't get a beer because you're a dude and dude bartenders don't want to fuck you... usually... so they're not paying you any attention. So girl gets you said beer, then you're feeling like either A this girl is cool maybe I should talk to her and get to know her OR B maybe I should talk and get to know her so then maybe I can get in her panties. By the time it takes you to figure out A or B she may have already dismissed you because I mean she bought you the beer, convo is on her terms now"

Ana and I stare at him open mouthed. "That's brilliant" she says.

"Also like I said, girls don't necessarily want guys to buy them drinks anymore" he shrugs. "It's a movement.. like when you guys burned your bras or something.. Maybe not that revolutionary" he shrugs. "Offering to buy a guy a drink is asserting their dominance or something"

"Where did you learn all this?" Ana asks

"Some girl I hooked up with a few weeks back. Told me New York girls are a different breed. I've found she is correct so far" Sean says

"Let's test this theory" Ana says.

"Let's not, as you are not single" I bark at her before wrapping a hand around her thigh and squeezing hard.

"With Sean, OBVIOUSLY"

"Not tonight guys" he says downing his beer while fixing his gaze on something. "I already have something in mind for tonight" and with that he's gone. We turn our heads and watch as he makes his way over towards a girl. Of course.

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APOV

We are walking back towards our apartment hand in hand when I feel myself being pressed against a tree and a hand lifting my leg to go around his waist. "You were jealous back there" he growls in my ear before biting down on my neck.

"I know you get your rocks off on that, so I'll give it to you, yes I was slightly jealous"

"I get off on you feeling possessive"

"Mine" I say as I poke my index finger into his chest successfully pushing him away from me.

"You know that"

"Girls are going to hit on you here, because they don't know me or know I exist and... I'm just not used to it"

"I will shut anyone.. everyone down, you know that" I say as I punch our code in to let us into our building.

"I know." I shrug. "I trust you, implicitly." I say as we walk into our apartment and we head towards our bedroom.

"You know I do recall you saying something about you fucking me the way you wanted to later" he says. "It's later"

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It's been forty five minutes and two orgasms and I'm still nowhere near done with this man, nor do I think he's done with me. We are coming down from our orgasms as he still rocks slowly in and out of me. Despite having just come he still feels hard enough inside of me. I blink my eyes open a few times and find piercing grey eyes staring at me. "Hi" I whisper. He responds by kissing my eyelids, nose, both cheeks, and mouth gently.

"I love you" he whispers against my mouth and I feel like my heart could burst at any moment with how much love I feel for him.

"I love you too" I whisper as I feel his tongue drawing lazy circles around my nipples before his lips close around it and tug hard. He lets it go with a pop before moving up my body and sliding into me. "It's so crazy to think that one day these will feed our babies." He says and I push him away gently.

"Don't start" I warn playfully.

"I'm not saying tomorrow"

"But like day after tomorrow?" I chuckle.

"There could be worse things than knocking you up Anastasia Steele"

"Well that's just the nicest thing you've ever said"

"I'm a charmer I know"

"Christian." I say putting his head in my hands and squeezing my pelvic muscles to get him to stop thrusting although he was doing it mindlessly. We've begun doing this sometimes.. just having a conversation while he's inside of me because... it's comforting and not necessarily for the orgasm.. is that weird? That's weird right? Sometimes I just need to be close to him... not for sexual purposes. I squeeze him to stop but he stays inside of me. "Were you.. I mean.. I'm sorry if Sean and I monopolized the conversation at dinner. You didn't say much and I know it's probably weird since you're doing something... well cooler than what we're doing." I smile. "But you know I want to hear everything about.. everything"

"There's nothing to tell yet" he says pulling out of me and I immediately feel the chill spread throughout me so I reach for him and climb into my safe space. The space right next to him. It's as close as I can get to him without climbing inside and I wish I could take up residence there. It's where I feel the safest, the most calm, the most protected. I thread my leg between his two legs and I rest my head on his chest with my right hand resting over his heart. More often than not I fall asleep this way.

"Tell me anyway. What did you do today?"

"Did some research. My dad put me in contact with one of his buddies from law school who's in the M & A world and I'm having a meeting with him tomorrow."

"Baby that's fantastic" I say perking my head up to look at him. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Well- I don't know, what if it doesn't go well? Or he thinks I'm just a kid with a stupid dream."

"Mark Zuckerberg was just a kid with a dream... so was Steve Jobs and I believe he was the one who said 'those who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, usually do'. I think you can change the world, Christian"

"I know you do, Ana. You believe it, even when I don't."

"I'll believe it enough for the both of us... until you do"

"It's going to be a long rough ride, I think"

"I'm in it, all the way"

"I need you to push me... even if I feel like I want to give up. I just.. just be in my corner, Ana"

"You don't even need to tell me that. I've always been here"

"I know, but this is just going to be different than Harvard. Different than being with me while I'm stressed about grad school, or the Row Team, this is life"

"A life I agreed to share with you forever"

He nods and I lay my head back down on his chest. "What if I can't do it?" I hear him say quietly. And I know this is coming from a place deep inside of him. A place he'll only show me when the lights are out and we're in this position together. When it's quiet, just before sleep and we are both vulnerable. He'll open up completely. Share his fears, doubts, insecurities. Since we've moved to New York we've had similar conversations to this and every time I squeeze him tighter and tell him. "But what if you can?" Tonight was no different.

A/N: I think I originally said I would be starting the sequel after the wedding but I decided I wanted to show their life before the wedding, before he was THE Christian Grey. And as you can see, he's no longer the big man on campus! I have a few ideas before we start moving towards their wedding. Next chapter, they continue to adjust to life in New York!