Fifty Shades Aspen

Chapter 1 - Friday

APOV

The sun is shining in through the window down on me bringing me out of the gorgeous dream I was having. I reach over to touch Christian to find a cold empty space where he should be laying, I sit up and look over to the alarm clock which is set to go off a 07:30am it hadn't gone off it is 09:30am and I am half an hour late for work. Jumping out of my bed and running to the ensuit bathroom I clip back my hair back and splash water over my face trying pull myself from my tired state, in 5 minutes I've brushed my teeth put a little amount of make up on and done my hair. I quickly slip my feet into flesh coloured stockings pulling then up to my thighs, "now, what to wear". Even though I'm late for work I still take my time to pick out my wardrobe for the day, I settled on a white v neck blouse tucked into a dark grey cotton woven high waist skirt. Satisfied I don't look like a mess who has just woken up I slip on my pointed black 2 inch heels grab my phone from the bed side table and make my way to the kitchen to grab a bite before I leave.

CPOV

I wake up at 07:00am unusually exited for the day ahead, it's a Friday and Ana will be waking soon to go to work. She has no idea what is planned today as me, Elliot and Ethan have kept all the girls in the dark about the long weekend getaway to Aspen Colorado. We leave about midday on my private plane which means there may be a little trouble with trying to tell Ana about the days agenda as she won't be going into work today, she is always very insistent about working all the time. Hopefully shell take the news lightly knowing I had already put in a holiday request which had been accepted without her knowledge. Slowly moving out from underneath the soft white cotton sheets I quietly go to Ana's alarm clock to stop in from going off. Trying not to wake Ana I retreat to my office to finish off my last minute preparations to the weekend.

APOV

"Sawyer?" I call

"Yes Mrs Grey" appearing from the security room with a confused look on his face

"I'm very late for work and will need to leave asap. Could you go and get the car ready"

"But Mrs Grey. You aren't going into work to day" his face still confused.

"it's Friday Sawyer I go to work Monday to Friday don't I ?" I say with a hint of sarcasm

"I think you better go and talk to Mr Grey"

"Christian isn't at work?" I ask confused. Sawyers just shakes his head at me. But he's always at work at this time, why is he still here.

I turn around to go and check his office, when I walk in I see him on his computer typing away.

I raise my eyebrows and clear my throat to grab his attention. "ah hum"

He just smirks at me.

"Mr Grey what are you up to?"

"Oh nothing Mrs Grey Just being a doting husband that's all" he says with a cheeky grin.

"Might I ask why I am not going to work this morning?"

"Well Mrs Grey I have already dealt with your day off today so don't worry about that but as for the rest it's a secret"

"Hmm, what are you up to?" I ask again

"All I am saying is that we will be going on a plane later so if you could go to your wardrobe and pack comfy clothes and necessitates for a long journey, we will get anything else you need whilst we are away"

"And where is away?"

"Don't ask questions Anastasia just do as your told" he says with a grin on his face.

As I slowly turn to walk away I roll my eyes and mutter just quietly enough that he can barely hear it "So bossy".

I walk out of his office towards the bedroom. I wonder if he heard it, I hope he did, knowing what it would do to him if he had. As I reach our bedroom and I start to unbutton my blouse, I unzip my skirt and slip it down my thighs until it's in a heap on the floor at my feet.

Christian is standing in the door way. I don't see him but I can feel him watching me undress, not looking at him purposefully I slide off my blouse pulling it down my back tossing it on the floor I run my hands through my hair pulling it back. I then slowly walk over to my wardrobe and open the double doors. Standing in my underwear, stockings and black heels I have both hands on each door just slightly above my head, standing with most of my weight on one leg so my hips are slightly misaligned. I smirk knowing he is still watching.