Disclaimer: The Fifty Shades of Grey characters used in the telling of this story belong to EL James.
Author's Note: This is a repost of the Valentine's Day celebration in Dare to Love. It is not a new story.
Enjoy!
A Dare to Love Again Valentine's Day Special
Super Valentine's Day Man
Friday, February 12, 2016
Ana's POV
Today was just a fun day for the class. We spent most of the time at the school's valentine's day dance and the rest having a little party of our own and watching movies.
Earlier in the week, the students brought in empty cereal boxes to make Valentine's Day Card holders that they've now tied on the back of their chairs. The day is almost over, so they are busy filling up each other's boxes with Valentine cards and candy.
I try not to notice as Teddy gives the special valentine he bought from the hallmark store for Michelle. Christian ranted on the phone for a good hour about how he's only seven years old and he shouldn't be thinking about girlfriends. Of course that was just to cover up the fact that he was really mad that phoebe tagged along to pick up one for her boyfriend, Zack.
The cards were a success as each one got a special card and a kiss on the cheek for their efforts. I dare not tell Christian about the cheek kiss if I want to have any peace this weekend.
I dismiss the class and tell Sandy to have a great weekend as she rushes out. She's going away to Cancun and I am totally jealous.
Just like every day this week, the twins wait with me until they are picked up by Anderson and Mrs. Beachum.
"Ana," Phoebe says my first name, excited as she comes to sit down next to me and Teddy at my desk. "Zack calls me Pretty Girl."
"Ewww," Teddy says and she licks her tongue out at him.
"You are a pretty girl, Phoebe," I tell her. "Brothers won't tell sisters that, but I'm sure Teddy thinks you're pretty."
"Nu huh," Teddy says in true brother fashion. "You should see her when she gets up in the morning." He shows me how she looks by pulling his hair so it is now sticking up in every direction. "Her breath smells like dog butt."
"Theodore Grey," I squeal out in humored shock and mock chastisement. "What an awful thing to say about your sister."
He covers his face to hide his laugh
"He gave me a card that says I'm awesome just like him," Phoebe tells me, proudly.
"See," I tell him. "Now that is very nice, Teddy."
"Yeah, but it doesn't mean she's pretty," he corrects us.
"I know you love me," Phoebe teases him, taking his head roughly in her hands and kissing his cheek."
He whines in protest and makes a face about it, but makes no attempt to stop her.
"Hey, guys." Anderson says opening the door, "Miss. Steele."
"Hi, Anderson," I greet him.
The twins gather up their things. Teddy gives me my hug and Phoebe waves goodbye as I tell them to have a fun weekend with their mom.
I text Christian that I'll be leaving in about thirty minutes to head home and pack for the weekend.
I gather all my things, including the all the cards my students got me.
I am about to grab my bag when the door opens.
I look over to see Larry standing there.
Crap!
"Hey Ana," he says to me as he comes in, "need some help?"
"No its only a few cards," I tell him.
I grab my bag and quickly walk out of the empty classroom into the corridor and toward the field. He is hot on my heels.
"Nice weekend planned," he asks me.
"Uh, yeah," I tell him. "Valentine's Day and all."
"You and Christian Grey," he asks me.
"Yes," I tell him.
"I thought you didn't date," he reminds me.
"We're not dating," I correct him.
"So, he's your boyfriend now," he asks me.
"Yes, he is, Larry" I tell him. "He is my boyfriend. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Ohhh, I don't know, I guess money talks," he fake laughs.
"And bull shit walks," I say under my breath.
"What was that," he asks me.
"I said I need to walk faster," I tell him picking up my pace while I hit the speed dial for Christian. "Bye, Larry."
The phone rings and I will him to pick up sooner rather than later. He does on the second ring.
"Hey, Baby," he answers my call.
"Hi," I say looking behind me. Larry is standing there where I left him watching me walk. "Did you…uh…. get my message?"
There is a pause and I know he is looking at the message on his phone.
"Sorry, Baby," he says. "I've been held up in meetings."
"That's fine," I tell him as I make it to my car.
"You okay? You seem out of breath," he tells me.
"Just a long walk to my car," I tell him.
"I don't know why you won't just ride with the twins," he tells me.
"You know why," I tell him as I get in the car and lock the doors.
"Doesn't mean I have to like it," he tells me.
"I'll let you work," I say to him starting my car and backing out. "Have fun in class tonight teach. And watch out for the boobie blondes."
He laughs at my teasing.
"Alright, I love you Baby," he tells me.
"Love you," I tell him right back.
….
I get home with just enough time to shower and change. Char wants me to come with her to pick out a gift for her boyfriend Gus. Since Derrick had to go to Spokane, Jose is coming with us.
"Gurl are you ready," Jose says when I let him into my apartment, looking miserable without his other half and carrying a garment bag.
"Just waiting on Char," I tell him.
"That bitch has no concept of time," he says.
"Tell me about it," I agree. "Is that my red dress?"
"No,no,no,no," he scolds me. "We DO NOT wear RED on Valentine's day."
"What," I say surprised, "Why not it's cute?"
"Its cliché is what is," he frowns. "Everyone and their grandmother will be wearing red. You, my love, will be in….Classic…..Black."
He whispers the last two words, blinging them with spirit fingers.
"Save the red for the lingerie, okay," he tells me.
He takes the bag in my room and examines what I've already packed for the weekend.
"The man told you to dress warm," he says eyeing the clothes and smiling in approval. "Between these outfits and the beauty treatment you are going to get at the spa tomorrow, you are going to put that poor man in the hospital, okay."
I sigh, worried.
"But I don't know about my gift," I tell him.
"It is a beautiful gift," he assures me.
"It's not too narcissistic," I ask him. "Maybe I should give him something else to go along with it just in case."
"No, you will do no such thing," he tells me. "It is a beautiful gift and he will love it."
"Bout damn time," he says when we hear Char knock.
….
"I don't know why you didn't just raid Ana's drawer," Jose teases me as we browse around in the sex store near downtown, looking for the perfect gift for Gus.
This one is actually sticking around. We have bets on how long. So far Derrick and I are neck and neck, but he'll be out of the running on Sunday, then it will just be me and Brandon.
"Jose," I say hitting his arm.
"Ana has toys," Char says shocked.
"A cornucopia, honey," he tells her. "She bought a whole shelve full."
"Go Ana," she says as she loads up her hand held basket.
Jose and I look at each other in question.
He reaches in and picks up a red paddle with the word "SLUT" written backwards in black bold lettering and holds it up to her in question.
"Oh yeah," she says. "We are into that."
"Get the fuck out," he says.
"What," I say as it goes over my head, "into what?"
"BDSM," she says.
I look at Jose and he raises both eyebrows.
"No wonder he's sticking around," he says.
"You really get off on that," I ask her and she nods.
"When he first told me, I thought no way in hell, right," she says and I nod. "But then we started doing it and now…I'm hooked."
I look around to make sure no one is nearby, but we are really the only ones here.
"Does he make you crawl around with a collar on and lick milk out of bowls?" I whisper anyway.
"Someone has been watching way too many Madonna videos," Jose laughs. "Not that I blame you. I love me some Madonna…"
"Jose," I shush him before he gets started on his obsession with Madonna.
"Well we don't do that," she tells me. "It's all about the parts of it that you are into. But, I mean, yeah."
"Nothing wrong with it," Jose says. "Ricky and I are into kink too."
"Oh God," I say. "How did we get into this conversation?"
"Do you mean to tell us The Man, Mr. Dominate Personality GEA, is not into something," Jose asks me.
"What," I squeal a little too loud. "He doesn't have a dominate personality and no. No he's not…into…that, no way!"
"Oh he does, he just hides it well," Jose says. "And Gurl you are protesting too much, so spill it."
"Okay, well, maybe just this one thing. He… uh," I start and stop to look around. Jose and Char follow suit as they move closer to me. "He likes to…uh...spank me…when we…ya know."
"I knew it," Jose yells, making Char and I jump. "Kinky as hell!"
"Oh Oh Oh Oh," he says as he pulls me over to an assortment of toys for spanking.
"You have got to be kidding," I tell him as I look them over.
"Get this," Char says as she gives me a little black leather mini riding crop. "It's great for when he's got you from behind and he wants to smack that ass."
She starts gyrating while she smacks an imaginary ass. Jose laughs as I turn beet red.
"Okay, we are done," I say putting it back and walking out of the store embarrassed.
...
"I cannot believe the two of you," I tell them as I pull the car into traffic.
"Oh we just forget it's all new to you," Char says as she looks at her purchases.
"I'm hungry," Jose complains from the back seat. "And I have to drain my Wessel."
"My God," Char says with disdain. "He is so going to embarrass us at the spa tomorrow, with Mia and Kate no less. We cannot take him anywhere. Doesn't Derrick ever feed your ass?"
"Oh my Gawd you're such a fucking bitch, Char," Jose tells her.
I roll my eyes at their arguing as we pull into Arby's to get him a roast beef sandwich.
….
"Baby," I hear Christian's voice pulling me out of my sleep.
He always wakes me before getting into my bed when I don't know he's in the apartment so he doesn't scare me.
"Hi," I manage to say before falling asleep again.
I feel the bed dip as he gets in behind me. I sigh contently when he wraps his arm around me and kisses my shoulder. I want to talk to him, but I'm too tired.
"Sleep, Baby," He whispers to me.
...
Saturday February 13, 2016
"Good morning, Beautiful," Christian says as I open my eyes to his smiling face.
"Morning," I whisper to him. "What a nice surprise last night."
"I didn't see the point in sleeping alone," he tells me, "and I wanted to make you your pre-Valentine's Day breakfast."
"Really," I say excited, getting up.
"No you don't," he says to me. "You lay right there. I'm serving you in bed this morning."
He reaches over and hands me the remote to the TV with the strict order to lay back and relax.
"Alright, Mr. Dominate Personality," I tease him. I'm about to tell him about his new moniker when he looks at me and smirks.
"Damn right," he says as he smacks me on ass.
He leaves me with my mouth wide open in surprise.
When he leaves, I threaten Jose and Derrick with their lives if they dare come over and interrupt us this morning.
"You cold," Jose says when I pick up his call.
"Tell her she ice cold," I here Derrick in the background.
"Ricky says you ice cold, Ana," Jose delivers the message. "We want a GEA breakfast! Just slide a plate out the door."
"No way, it's all mine," I tell him. "Happy Pre-Valentine's Day!"
"Pre-Valentine's," Jose repeats. "YOU BITCH! I HATE YOU! Ricky, I want a pre-Valentine's Day!"
"A what," I hear Derrick say, confused.
"Have fun gurl," Jose says to me and hangs up.
I dissolve into a giggle fit thinking about poor Derrick right now as I turn on the TV.
…..
Christian's POV
I go into Ana's kitchen and prepare her a breakfast of pancakes and with fresh strawberries. I whip up the batter and take out the heart shape skillet Gail packed for me. I slice up the strawberries Ryan brought over early this morning from the farmer's market and make sure they are sweet enough for Ana's liking.
I go over the plans I've made for us for tonight and tomorrow, checking off items on the list I have in my head.
I want this weekend to be special for us. There is no better time or day to show her how much I love her than Valentine's Day.
"Why the hell are you calling me this early in the damn morning," I ask my brother as I watch to make sure I don't overdo it with the pancakes.
"I'm just calling to offer my sexpertise on how to make it good for your girl," he teases. "Now you know our chicks are going to start blabbing their mouths on this spa day, so you need to do it right, like right now. I don't want you to get embarrassed later on when Ana finds out what a stud I am from Kate."
"Fuck you, El," I tell him. "Better yet, go fuck Katie."
"Hey them's fighting words," he threatens me. "Mom wants the code to your office at the Mile High. She has dad's gift in there."
Shit I forgot about that.
"Why the hell didn't she call me," I ask him.
"Who the hell knows why the women in our lives do what they do," he says in frustration. "Katie found her gift, opened it, and then tried to re-wrap it like I couldn't tell it wasn't the same damn paper I wrapped it with."
"I'll text Mom the code," I tell him. "I can't believe they still celebrate Valentine's Day."
"Fuck, Bro, I'm surprise we are not scarred for life listening to all that banging they were doing. Every damn year! You'd think they would get a room somewhere and leave us with a sitter or some shit. Mom still doesn't know we heard everything. Dad would kill us if we ever told her."
I try to shake off the memory.
"Shit," I yell when I nearly mess up the heart shape of the pancake.
"What the fuck are you doing," He asks me.
"Making Ana breakfast," I tell him before thinking it through.
"Damn, bro," he says in dead pan humor. "Her purse must be awful heavy with your big balls in it."
"Why thank you little bro," I counter when he admits my balls are big and heavy.
"Fucking hell," he says, realizing his mistake.
"Laters," I tell him.
"My ass," he tells me and I laugh.
"You make it too easy, El," I tell him and hang up.
I do a dick move and send Kate a picture of the breakfast I made for Ana. I smirk when I read the text from Elliot.
You are soooo going to pay for that little brother.
...
I enter the bedroom with the Ana's breakfast tray to find her busy relaxing. I smile at the sight of her channel surfing as she lays on her back with her cute little feet crossed at the ankles.
"Breakfast is served, Baby," I tell her.
"Yayyy," she says as she turns off the TV and scoots up so that her back is resting on her head board.
I sit trying to eat and not focus on her moaning as she enjoys her pancakes with strawberries, and bacon a bit too much. She rewards me with a kiss for making her tea just the way she likes it.
"I can get use to this spoiling," she says when I return from clearing the dishes.
"That's the plan, Baby," I tell her as I hop back in bed and cuddle up with her.
She giggles.
"What is it," I ask her.
"This is the first real valentine's day I've had," she tells me. "With a guy I love, I mean."
"I know," I tell her. I never cared much about the day. I always did the traditional candy and flowers, but now I am looking forward to what I have planned for her. "I want to make it perfect for you."
"This is perfect," she says as we hold each other tighter.
I hear her sigh and I know that she is fighting going back to sleep. If I don't get us up and moving, we'll both soon be knocked out for the rest of the day.
"Come on let's get dress so you can go," I tell her and she reluctantly agrees.
…..
"You packed everything, Baby," I ask her, as I give Ryan her bags to take down to the SUV.
"I think so," she says as she worries.
"As long as you have what you need to stay over with me at Escala it will be fine," I tell her.
"Okay, I'm good then," she tells me.
"Good," I say to her as I open the door when I hear what I'm sure is Jose knocking.
"Have fun," I tell her, giving her a kiss. "And don't let them cut off your hair."
"I won't," she reassures me.
….
Ana's POV
"Mmhmm, I knew he was a hair man," Jose says after Christian leaves.
"Will you shut up about that," I tell him. "Don't you dare say a word when we are at the spa."
"My lips are tighter than a Nun's coochie," he assures me.
"Oh for the love of God," I groan.
"Amen, honey," he says.
"That's not what I meant! Let's just go," I shoo him out the door.
…
Christian's POV
"All right, what is the emergency," I say as I walk into Dad's study to find him and Elliot sitting there. I have a million things to do before Ana gets back from the spa.
"You, Bro," Elliot tells me. "You need to calm your ass down."
"What are you talking about," I ask him. "What did I do now?"
"You are not giving us regular guys a chance," he tells me.
"What the hell are you talking about Elliot," I ask him again.
"Kate's dander is up," he says. "She is busting my balls 'cause Ana got a homemade breakfast this morning when all she got was a McGriddle from McDonalds."
He says that last part in Kate's voice.
"Now I'm under pressure," he continues. "I have to up my game or else I'll never live it down. She is probably picking Ana's brain right now to find out what else you have planned so they can compare notes."
"How is this my fault," I ask him.
"It is when you go crazy like this," he tells me. "You never gave a rat's ass about this day and now your Super Valentine's Day Man on steroids."
"Dad," I say trying to get some support. "Can you believe this?"
"Well, Son..." he starts.
"Not you too," I ask him.
"Kate sent the picture of that little breakfast you made to Mia and she let your mother see it…." he starts.
"Oh come on," I say to them.
"Well of course she fawned all over it," he continues. "Then she started giving me the stink eye, saying how I need to do stuff like that for her."
"You are killing us here Christian," Elliot groans.
"Well just listen to the two of you," Mia says coming into the room. "Have you both really gotten this lazy in your relationships? Are you really going to let your youngest son and your little brother out do you?"
"You tell them, Sis," I encourage her.
"To make Christian feel bad for showing the woman he loves just how much he loves her is shameful," she continues while I smirk at Dad and El as they look fully chastised. "I suggest you two get with Christian's program, because Mom and Kate vowed not to give it up for a solid week if you come with your cheap box of thrift store chocolates and tacky looking lingerie this year."
"Aw come on," Elliot groans. "A whole week!"
"Well what the hell do they want Mia," my dad asks her, perplexed.
"Romance," she says, not believing they are so dense.
"Alright," Dad says pounding his fist on his desk in conviction. "Then we'll give it to them."
"I'd like to see this," Elliot tells him. Romance has never been Dad's strong suit.
"Well let's put our money where our mouth is," he tells Elliot. "Whichever wife brags the best wins and that wife gets a breakfast cooked by her husband for a week."
"Brag to whom," Elliot asks.
"Me of course," Mia says.
"Deal," Elliot says.
"Oh this is so exciting, I can't wait," she says to all of us as she leaves. "I'm off to the spa."
"Great, now it's all settled," I tell them, turning to leave. "Can I go now?"
"Aren't you going to help us plan," Dad says.
"Not in the least," I tell him. "I've got my own girl to impress."
"He's left the man circle, Dad," I hear El say as I walk out.
"Let your brother alone," Dad tells him. "It does me good to see him so happy."
…..
Ana's POV
"Maybe I should dye my hair blonde," I tell Kate as she, Mia, and I sit together in the spa chairs getting pedicures. Jose is off getting his man parts waxed for Derrick and Char is doing the same with her girl parts for Gus. "Or maybe red, since brown hair is so blah."
"Are you kidding me," she says. "You have terrific hair. I wish I had your hair."
"And my brother loves your hair," Mia says as she stops flipping through her magazine.
"He does," I say surprised.
"It's one of the first things he noticed about you," she tells me. "Right after your ass, that is."
"Mia," Kate calls for her to stop talking.
"When did he notice my ass," I nudge her to keep going and that is all the incentive she needs.
"When you were walking to class in front of him that first night," she tells me.
I didn't know he was even behind me.
"You really threw him off his game," she tells me.
"She still does," Kate laughs.
"I don't think I do," I tell them.
"You do," Kate says.
"How can you tell," I ask her.
"You have him wrapped around your little finger," Kate says.
I shake my head no.
"The way he coddles you," Kate says.
"He pets you," Mia adds.
"He made your plate at Christmas," Kate says and I laugh at the memory or him absentmindedly serving me.
"He stares all googly eyed at you," Mia finishes.
"Like Prince Charming," Kate says laughing and Mia giggles.
"Seriously though, Ana," Mia says. "You make my brother very happy."
"He makes me happy too," I tell them, trying not to split my face open with my grin.
...
"So what did El get you, Kate," Mia asks her.
"Cupless and crotchless lingerie," Kate complains.
"Oh you have got to be kidding," Mia asks her. "I knew that's what it was."
"Yup, same as last year," Kate says. "So I returned it and got some flannels. I re-wrapped it so he'll never know. He is going to be surprised when I open it."
"What about you Ana," Mia asks me.
"I don't know," I tell them. "Christian wants it to be a surprise."
"Awww," Kate coos.
"Oh my poor brother," Mia says. "He and Dad are going to have to bring their A-game to top Christian."
"What do you mean," Kate asks eyeing her.
"Oh nothing," Mia says going back to her magazine.
"Spit it out, Mia," Kate tells her.
"I can't," she says. "I am sworn to secrecy….oh, okay I'll tell you."
Kate and I laugh.
…..
Ryan dropped me off at Christian's an hour ago. He text to let me know he'll be here shortly and that I should wear my dress tonight.
So here I stand looking at myself in the mirror.
My hair is hanging straight and the ends are trimmed to perfection, my toes, hands, and lips are painted a gorgeous shade of red, and my floor length black dress with a sexy spilt all the way up the side is hugging me in all the right places.
I smile at myself because I know I'm looking good. Dare do I say, I'm even looking sexy.
"Yes, you are looking sexy, Ana," I tell my reflection as I start to dance in the mirror. I wave my arms over my head and shake my hips dramatically as I move my bare feet.
"Yes, you certainly are," Christian says coming in and I stop mid hip swing.
I bite my lip to keep from laughing at the fact that I'm sure I've just made an absolute fool of myself in front of him.
"I love watching you move, Baby," he says to me and I know he can't possibly be serious.
Sensing my doubt, he comes up behind me and circles my waist.
"You are one beautiful woman, Anastasia, and you're all mine," he whispers at my reflection in the mirror with his lips and nose in my hair.
I smile in spite of myself.
"You keep moving like that and I'm just going to take you right here," he warns me. "And all of our plans for tonight will be ruined."
"I wouldn't want that, as handsome as you look right now," I tell him as I turn in his arms to straighten the bow tie of his black tux.
"You look amazing," he says kissing my cheek.
"Tantalizing, "he says kissing my other cheek.
"And very very sexy," he says kissing my neck. The sensation of his lips on my skin shoots straight down all the way to my toes.
I don't know how long I'm going to be able to resist taking him.
He yanks his head back to look at me.
"Naughty girl," he smirks at me and I laugh.
…
"Wow," I say as Ryan holds open the door for us to get into the jet black limousine. "You've gone all out."
"Nothing's too good for you, Baby," he teases me.
"And you still won't tell me where we are going," I ask him and he shakes his head.
"Just to show you off," he tells me and I shake my head at him.
…
The limo comes to a stop after about a twenty minute drive. Ryan opens the door to let Christian out and then he comes around to help me. I take his hand as I maneuver out of the limo in my dress.
"Oh my God," I whisper as I get a look my surroundings. We are parked in front of a hotel that has more stars in its rating than the universe could hold.
The huge beige ten story building with its perfectly landscaped grounds just screams opulence. Suddenly I'm feeling under dressed.
"Christian, I don't know…" I start.
"I do," he tells me. "This place was made for you. Come on."
I take his arm as he leads me into the extravagant hotel.
"Welcome, Mr. Grey, Miss. Steele," the maitre d greets us pleasantly. "I'll escort you to your table."
I know I am imagining it, but I feel everyone's eyes are on us as we walk through the restaurant.
Please don't trip on your dress Ana. Please don't fall in your heels.
Is all I keep begging of myself.
I look over at Christian as he chuckles my way and smile because I know he knows my thoughts.
He places his hand on the small of my back to guide me and the feel of his warm hand is just what I needed.
We are seated in a glass enclosed terrace. Our table is romantically decorated with soft white linen, candles and freshly cut flowers. A beautiful bouquet of roses is placed at my table setting.
"Thank you," I say as the Maitre d helps me to sit down.
"Shall I start you off with something to drink," he asks Christian as he hands him what I'm guessing is a wine list.
I admire my flowers as Christian looks over the wine list.
I have no idea what European words he starts rattling off but he is so in his element that I can't help but stare at him.
He is so turning me on right now.
I shake my head at my thoughts and I tear my eyes away from him to look at the view. Our table is in close proximity to the edge so that we have the best view. The surrounding glass is so clear, I want to reach out and touch it to make sure it's there.
"How does that sound," Christian asks me.
"Delicious," I say tuning back in to him.
He smirks at me as the maitre d takes our menus knowing that I wasn't paying attention enough to have a clue as to what he ordered.
"What did you order for me," I ask him when we are alone.
"Escargot," he says seriously and my face falls so quickly that he laughs. "I'm joking. I ordered a Kobe beef filet with potatoes and black truffles and a red wine."
"Okay," I breathe in relief as I look around and out again at the view. "This place is amazing. Thank you, Christian."
"It's only the beginning," he tells me as he runs a finger over the top of my hand.
He was about to say something when we are interrupted by our food being brought over.
"Mmmm," I say as I taste my first forkful of the succulent beef. I catch myself when I see Christian watching me.
"You are killing me over here, Baby," he tells me.
"Sorry," I giggle.
….
After dinner, he leads me through to the lobby. I assumed we were leaving but instead he turns towards the elevators.
"You got us a room," I ask him and he winks at me.
He actually winked.
We stand in silence as the numbers climb. I bite my lip to keep from laughing as his breathing picks up and he shifts uncomfortably from one foot to the other.
"You are so lucky there are fucking cameras in here," he tells me as he adjusts himself.
Unable to hold it in, I laugh as he grabs my hand and hauls me out of the elevator down the hall to our suite.
"Oh my God," I whisper, catching my breath when he moves aside to let me get my first view of our room.
Thank you for reading, or in some cases, rereading and reviewing. Part 2 is coming up as soon as I can load it.