Move-in to the Big House Day

Anna's POV

This is the day Christian and I have been waiting forever for, maybe not forever, but for a long time. The delivery companies will be arriving at anytime with the furniture we have chosen for our new home. The home where we will raise our children. Christian isn't ready to discuss more children, he still doubts his ability to be a father to one child much less two or three. Christian's parents, Carrick and Grace, have come to help us direct workers. I think Christian asked them so Grace will remind me to take it easy. His overprotective control freak has gotten worse with this pregnancy. But I realize he does this to keep me safe because he loves me.

As I look around the house, I am amazed at how Gia took my vision and turned it into reality. I am happy that she got my message of, "Leave Christian alone, he is mine," loud and clear. She is really a master of her craft, and I can see why Christian chose to work with her. Now I just want to see it with the furnishings Christian and I chose together to fill each room.

I walk back to the front to see if the moving trucks are here yet. Christian calls out that a watched pot never boils, such a smart ass this morning. But considering he is just as excited as I am, I choose to overlook his comment. And I am rewarded for my patience as I see a delivery truck being let in the gate.

"Christian they are coming, or at least one is coming. What room do think it will be loaded with furniture for?" I shout, but I can't help it I am excited to move out of the ivory tower. He walks over to me and looks out the door.

"I couldn't guess as there are no markings on the truck. It will be a surprise when they open the door. I don't think I have ever seen you this exuberant. You are like a child on Christmas morning," he says as he pulls me into a hug.

I am thrilled to see that the truck holds items for the great room. It will be nice to have that room filled with places to sit. This pregnant lady will need to use them during the day. Not that Christian will get to hear this admission, adds my subconscious.

The arrival of the first truck seemed to take forever. But after it arrived the rest just arrived magically one right after the other. I am so thankful that Christian asked his parents to come by because it took the four of us to direct the army of delivery men. As wonderfully thrilling as it is, the process has exhausted me. Maybe I should have listened to Christian's suggestion for a designer to take care of all of this.

After lunch, I ask Grace if she would take over the job of directing the hanging of pictures and placement of knickknacks. Thankfully, she has great style and a wonderful eye for decorating rooms. I take advantage of one of the couches in the living and lie down to rest.

I must have been really tired. When I wake, I am surprised that I have slept for four hours. The house is mostly quiet, but I do hear voices coming from the kitchen. Heading there, I notice that Grace has had the pepper paintings that we bought on our honeymoon hung in here. This makes me smile at the memory.

"Well, I see the nap has brought a smile to your lovely face," says Christian. This also makes me blush, how can he still make me blush after all this time together. He knows exactly what he has done and smiles playfully.

"Something smells good in here," I say as a distraction to the current teasing from Christian. "What are we having for dinner?"

"Since you are just moving in, I brought over some things I put together at home to cook here. I hope that is okay with you, Ana." Grace answers my question.

"That was so thoughtful of you, of course I don't mind. With my excitement of moving day, I did not even consider dinner plans." I say as my stomach announces to everyone that Blip is ready for dinner.

Grace replies, "It's a good thing the food is almost ready to eat. I hope you like my Tucson garlic chicken, macaroni and cheese, and grilled asparagus."

"That all sound wonderful, thank you. And I know Christian is happy that you made his favorite, macaroni and cheese," I say as I smile at my husband.

After dinner, I decide to wonder around the house to see how everything looks in each room. I am pleased with the results. This house looks like a home we live in, not like the museum at Escala. While we were waiting for the move in date' I printed pictures of our family and friends, framed them, and now they are scattered throughout the house. I love how they turn our beautiful house into a home that will be well loved.

When I return to the kitchen, I have to thank Grace for all her hard work in deciding where to put our decorations. "I didn't get a chance to help with those details, Christian was already giving orders to the workers, and putting things around the house," she responds.

I look at my husband with love and thankfulness that he knows me so well and turned this house into our home. "Christian, thank you for loving me enough to do this for me. I absolutely love everything!" I tell him.

Carrick tells Grace that he is too old to work this hard and stay up late. "I am ready to leave here, find a shower and my bed soon."

We thank them again for helping us today. Carrick says, "You are welcome, as long as you don't repeat the I am too old comment to your brother and sister!"

"How much is it worth to you for me to keep that secret," Christian quips. We all laugh and hug each other before they head out the door.

"It was wonderful to have them here today, but I am ready to have just you with me in this house." Christian says as he picks me up and carries me up to our bedroom to have his wicked way with me, I hope.

As we enter our bedroom, I think about how far he has come since we met. I am so thankful for meeting him, loving him, and now we are about to raise a child in our beautiful home on the water. The day I fell into his office, I would never have dreamed life would have brought us to this point.

Christian distracts me from my thoughts with a kiss. Wow, how I love this man and the things he does to my body. My inner goddess is jumping and twirling around ready for whatever Christian has planned. He has that hooded look he gets when is ready to put on his Dom hat. Tonight is going to be full of pleasure, it's a good thing I had a nap. This will take all the energy I can muster. But I am more than ready for what he has planned.

Christian's POV

I am not even sure Ana slept at all last night. I don't think I have ever seen her this excited before. She wasn't as excited when we were on our honeymoon in Europe. Her excitement confirms that I made the right decision by not hiring someone to do all of the moving and decorating for us. Then she starts shouting about the first delivery truck arriving. Watching her is delightful and I am still so thankful that she literally fell into my life. She is like a little girl at Christmas, and I tell her so.

For a few minutes, I just stand and watch her directing the delivery guys to where she wants them, and then changes her mind. I will have to give the guys a large tip. She is a force to be reckoned with today.

I can't stand here all day, I need to start helping her. She is pregnant and needs to take it easy. Getting her to take easy will be like taking a bull by the horns. That is the reason I brought in my secret weapon, my mom. Grace can get her to do things that I cannot, so she is here to make sure Ana rests. But with this level of excitement, even Grace may have to take the Ana by the horns. Watching Ana is a joy, but I have things to get done too.

I take Taylor with me to my study, he and I will hang the photos of Ana that the photographer took. Maybe Jose isn't all bad, he does know his fishing, and he apologized to Ana. That has gone a long way in helping me forgive him. I do know exactly where in here I want each of the photographs. I get them all hung with the indispensable help of Taylor. I look around the room and admire Ana. She looks so beautiful and happy in them. I love that she looks just as happy around me now. Maybe not all of the time, sometimes she gets exasperated with me. But she is quick to forgive me, and I learned my lesson about forgiveness when Jack Hyde almost took her from me.

I head to the kitchen to find something to eat because I am hungry. My mom is in the kitchen getting all the trimmings to make subs. I start to dig in, but Mom stops me. She says that I have to wait until she has everything ready to serve, and it makes me feel like I am back home and a child. Overcome with how much she has always done for me, I go around the island and give her a hug. She is surprised, but I decided when Ana was in the hospital that I was not going to stay reserved with the love I have for my family any longer. I am also going to accept their love for me without doubts. Life is too short and too sweet to waste time with those we love.

After lunch, I see Ana go into the great room to rest. Maybe I shouldn't have relented about the movers doing it all. She still has a way of talking me into letting her do things like this. And she says I am exasperating, she continually makes me question my decisions. But with her resting I go around the house and add all those pictures of our families that she painstakingly printed and framed. The knickknacks are next, and I hope she likes the way I have scattered them around the house. With all the pictures hung and knickknacks scattered, browse the house to try to see it from Ana's point do view.

She has been asleep for quite a while, I will remember this for the next time she thinks she is ready for something. I will stick to my guns and have her rest. She has never been good at keeping herself out of harms way. More often than not she jumps right into those dangerous situations without any regard for her personal safety. That is why I am here to make sure she stays safe and keeps Blip safe too.

As I look around the house I love seeing the influence of Ana in it. There is a little piece of Ana in each room, maybe she is right about the apartment being cold and sterile. But here we will raise our children in this homey environment. Well at least the child we are expecting in May. We will see how I am at being a father, this still remains to be seen. Ana seems to think I will be a good father, but I am still scared shitless at the prospect. She thinks this is one of the reasons I will be good at it. I know one thing for sure, she won't stand by and watch me ruin our child's life.

With these thoughts, I return to our bedroom to see how it looks with all of our things in here. She has her own walk in closer and I have mine. We won't have to share closet space now. Then I head through a doorway into the nursery for Blip, it is a small room attached to ours and is welcoming and calming at the same time. Retuning to our room I examine the bed I helped Ana choose so we could attach things to for our, what does she call it, kinky fuckery. Yes, we both enjoy our kinky fuckery. I want tonight to be special, our first night in our new house on our new bed. I grab the bag of things I brought from the Playroom. I put them in my nightstand drawer, memories come to mind with each implement that I add to the drawer. The brown riding crop from her dream, the handcuffs from our honeymoon. I need to stop this trip down memory lane because I am about to go get her, wake her up, and bring her to bed with all these people in our home. My parents are here helping us. Yes that's it, think about Carrick and Grace being here. Ok I regain control of my body, now I am ready to head back downstairs. I head to the kitchen to see if Mom needs any help with dinner. I know that she brought things from her house to prepare dinner. As I walk into the kitchen, I can see I am too late to be of assistance to her.

"I was coming to see if you needed any help with dinner. But I can see that you have everything well in hand," I say.

"Yes, everything is almost ready. But you can help by staying in here and keeping me company. Cooking was always more fun when one of you kids would tell me about your day, school, ask for advice, or just chatting with me. That is one of the things I miss most now that you are adults. Well most of you anyway, the jury is still out on Mia," she laugh as she says this.

"Mia has always been stubborn and headed in her own direction, that is for sure. But I do believe her relationship with Ethan is causing her to become more grown up," I say. I just hope he doesn't break my sister's heart. That would put a strain on family relations since Elliot is engaged to his sister, Kate. There isn't anything I can do about that at the moment, so I will keep these thoughts to myself. There is no need to worry Mom about it. I am sure these thoughts have come to already. She is a keen observer, that is how she knew not to touch me as a child.

Ana comes into kitchen looking all sleepy and sweet. She is surprised at how long she slept. I hold my tongue about her thwarting my plan to hire someone for our move. She is ready for dinner, we all hear her stomach growl. Grace's dinner smells delicious. My dad has always had perfect timing for when dinner ready. He just materializes when the food is ready to put on the table. Elliot, Mia and I have always marveled at this skill. We head to the table and dig into our food. Everyone loves the house, but we are all happy that the day is finished.

When Ana finishes her food, she goes to have a look at the completed rooms. Mom, dad, and I stay at the table to give Ana time to explore without any of us hovering around her. She looks so happy when she returns. I love how surprised she is when she thanks Grace for decorating and finds out it was me. Making her happy is one of the biggest goals I have, and I am thrilled that she likes the way I have set things out.

Carrick and Grace leave right after dinner. My dad jokes that he is too old for this, but he could seriously outwork a bunch of twenty year olds. After they leave, I pick Ana up and carry her to our bedroom to christen it tonight. She has no idea that I have toys here with us from, as she says the Red Room. I am happy that she doesn't add the of pain part anymore. But she is well aware of how much pleasure can come in that room. I have plans for us to have lots of pleasure tonight. Her eyes twinkle and her face flushes with lust when I pull the toys from my nightstand drawer. Let the pleasure begin!