Thank you for you interest in this story. I started writing this chapter and couldn't stop. I'm going to try my best to write this story. Thank you to Sonya and Amy for your help and Ideas with this story. Trust me I need it. I've never just typed a story up without hand writing it first. Excuse all my grammar and spelling I'm human and try my best. Please give this story a couple of chapters to get really started, because I'm building up the story line as I go. It might start off a little slow. Enjoy. And also review and tell me what you think. Any and all ideas welcome.

Beard is a slang term describing a person who is used, knowingly or unknowingly, as a date, romantic partner (boyfriend or girlfriend), or spouse either to conceal infidelity or to conceal one's sexual orientation.

ANA:

I've been back from France for two days now. I'm settled in at a Holiday inn near Seattle. I'm meeting my best friend/ sister today where she works. Ros along with her husband own Grey and Bailey Enterprise and Holdings. I've known Ros since we were little kids, since I could walk. We grew up next door to each other and have been inseparable ever since. I know since we were about 12 years old, that Ros was gay. She told me one day that she knew she liked girls over boys. I was sworn to secrecy to never say anything. Her parents are very religious, so she's always been scared to tell them she was different. AL and Julie are very nice people and I think would love her no matter what, but Ros has it in her head it's not true and that they would shun her.

I was over in Paris studying to be a culinary chef for the last 2 years. I was surprised when Ros had sent me a letter and telling me she got married. To a man. She told me she would explain everything when I got back. I tried to get her to tell me every time we talked on the phone. But she was gung ho about doing it person. I roll my eyes at the memory. She's so stubborn sometimes.

I make my way to the building where Ros works. It's huge, there must be 20 floors at least. I guess she's doing well for herself. She told me business was booming, but wow! I make my way to the reception desk, sign in and get my pass and head up to the top floor.

At the 20th floor I'm met with another receptionist with blonde hair and a tight bun. "Hi, my name is Anastasia Steele. I'm here for Ros Bailey?"

"Yes, one moment." She picks up the phone and dials an extension "Mrs. Bailey I have an Anastasia Steele here for you." She hangs up and to my left the doors fly open and out pops Ros.

"ANA" She comes to me, and hugs me. "It's so good to see you. I've missed you sister."

"I've missed you too. We have a lot to catch up on." She leads me to her office.

"Yes we do." She smiles and shows me to the couch. "So I'm here now. I want to know everything!"

Ros sits down next to me. "You just cut to the chase don't you."

"I've only been waiting a year to find out what's going on, so spill."

"Fine. So I met Christian while we were at Harvard. He had this great idea for a business. He wanted me to join in and help him. I of course was on board. But we had one issue. That was money. His dad was against helping us out. I had my trust, but in order to get it, if you remember I had to get married." She rolls her eyes. "I never understood that one, but I guess since Grandpa did it to my dad. I guess he felt he had to do the same thing to me. Anyways, I told him about it and that's when we got the idea of getting married. He knew I didn't want anything from him so we got hitched. And now here we are." She waves her hands around.

"What about his family? Do they know about your arrangement?"

"Oh heavens no. They were so glad to hear of him getting married. I guess he's never had a girlfriend, or so he says. I think it helped I came from a good family that they were ok with the marriage. Anyways I want you to meet him."

She grabs my hand and pulls me up. She pulls me out of the office and we go back to the lobby. Opposite of her office is another set of double doors. She knocks once, before entering.

"Christian. I have someone I want you to meet." Holy Moly. Sitting at a desk, sits a Greek god. He has cooperish brown hair, these steely grey eyes that just look into your soul. Ros gets to be married to him? And she doesn't even get to have any fun with him. He stands up, buttoning his suit jacket and comes walking over to me. I hope I'm not drooling. "Christian, this is Anastasia Steele. The one I've been telling you all about. My bestie and pretty much sister. Ana this is Christian Grey. My "husband." She tells me with the air quotes.

He puts out his hand to shake mine. This electric current goes through my body. I look at him and I know he felt it to. "It's nice to finally meet you Ana" He then takes my hand and kisses it, causing me to blush.

"It's nice to meet you too Christian." He finally lets go of my hand and when I look at Ros she has the hugest grin on her face. I look at her oddly.

"So Christian and I agreed that since you have no place to live yet. We would like you to come live with us."

"What? Ros. No. I'm fine. I'm staying at a hotel, but I plan to start looking for work and an apartment real soon." I have enough saved up to find some place to go. While I was going to school, I also worked. My father Ray, paid for me to go to college and I worked at a Bistro to gain experience.

My family Is well off, but nowhere in the league of Ros' family. My mom Carla always told me it's better to earn your own money. It makes you proud and strong. So that's what I'm trying to do now. I know my folks would help me out if I needed, but right now I want to try the real world out on my own.

"Come on Ana. I haven't seen you in years. I miss you. At least till you find something. Why waste money on a hotel. Please." She's begging. I should make her get on her knees and beg. But I won't, not today.

"Fine. But only because I miss you too. And only till I find an apartment." She claps and hugs me tight.

"It's going to be so much fun." Ros squeals like a little girl. I look over at Christian who is hiding his smile behind his hand.

"And you're ok with this Christian?"

"Oh yes, we have lots of room. Plus it will be nice to have someone else around besides Ros." He smirks.

"Fine it's settled. Come with me Ana. We'll go get your stuff and I'll show you where you will be living. Christian I'll see you later."

I take one final look at Christian and smile. Is it wrong for me to have the hots for my friend's husband, even though it's a shame? I mean I'm going to be living with this guy. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

Ros and I are in the elevator on our way down to the lobby. "So what did you think of him?" Ros asks me. What do I say to that? Ros I want your husband to bend me over and take me. That would go over well.

"He seems nice." I smile shaking my head of the dirty thoughts.

"Just nice? Most woman think he's hot." She nudges me.

"Ros!" I blush. We get out of the elevator and make our way to Ros' car. The hotel is only a couple blocks away, so I walked here. Another thing I need to get, a car! I wonder if the Volkswagen still runs?

"What? I might be a lesbian but I still can tell you what a fine looking man looks like. And he's one."

"And he's wasted on you." I giggle and stick my tongue out at her. She shoves my shoulder and laughs.

"Yeah I know. I showed him your picture and he thought you were smokin' too."

"Really?" I try not to sound so excited, but fail miserably.

"Yes really." We get into her car and drive to my hotel.

"I'm guessing you two have an open marriage of sorts." I ask her.

"Oh yeah. I actually have a girlfriend. Her name is Gwen. Right now she's in Israel taking pictures. She works for National Geographic. She's always on the road. We met last summer and hit it off." She grins

"And what does she think of the whole you and Christian thing?"

"She understands. She's also nervous about coming out to her parents. They're like mine." She sighs. "I told her the why and she got it. She should be back by the end of the month. I really want you to meet her."

"I look forward to it."

We finally get my stuff and we drive to where Ros lives. They live in Escala, of course. The most fanciest of condos and apartments in Seattle. She puts in the code for the penthouse and we ascend up into the sky.

"Wow. This place is huge. It's beautiful. I guess you really are doing well for yourself." I admire the double height ceilings in the living room and the balcony that overlooks Seattle. There's a marvelous looking kitchen. Oh, I can only hope that I can cook in it. Who am I kidding of course I will. Unless in the last two years Ros has learned to cook. Ha! Then tucked in the corner is a grand piano.

"Don't tell me you play?" I run my hands over the keys. I haven't played in years.

She raises her eyebrows at me looking at me like 'are you kidding.' "No that would be Christian's pride and joy."

"Of course it is." I laugh. "I'm really proud of you Ros. I can't believe everything you have done over the years."

"Thanks." She smiles shyly. I think I made her blush. Oh I missed her. "Let me show you where you will be staying." She shows me the guestroom where I will be staying. Then shows me her room and then Christian's room.

"What do you do if your family comes over? With the separate rooms and everything?"

"That's why my room is kind of, plain Jane." Yeah I guess it is just mostly a bed and a dresser. "As for the clothes, well you know how much I like clothes, we told them I need the extra closet space. Why don't you get settled in? I have some work to do. Come and get me when you're done."

After I get settled in my room and I decided to make dinner for Ros and Christian. I'm not paying attention to where I'm walking and walk in a wall of muscle. Holy crap he's even sexier dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. "Hi. Sorry I wasn't looking where I was going." Why does this man turn me to mush?

"It's quite alright Anastasia." Oh crap, the way my name rolls off his tongue makes my panties instantly wet. "Did you settle in alright?"

"Yes I did. Thank you so much for letting me stay." I blush.

"It's no problem Ana. I've heard so much about you the last few years I feel like I know you already." He takes his hand a moves a piece of hair out of my face. There's that electricity again.

"I wish I could say the same. Ros has kept a tight lip about you." I smirk. "I was thinking of cooking you guys dinner. Use those culinary skills I spent so much time learning about."

"That sounds wonderful. I look forward to it. We should have everything you might need. We have someone come in and cook us up a bunch of meals to freeze so we can heat them up later. So we try to keep it stocked." He touches my arm lightly. I wonder if he's trying to find an excuse to touch me. Not that I mind.

"Well, while I'm here I would be more than happy to cook for you both. Fresh meal every night."

"What's up you guys?" Ros comes into the hallway where we're standing. She has this huge smirk on her face.

"Oh, Ana here was telling me she was going to make us dinner." Christian says.

"Yeah? That sounds wonderful."

I finally find myself in the kitchen as Christian and Ros prop themselves on stools, and talk quietly to themselves. I decide to make a Margherita pizza. It's pretty simple since it's starting to get late. As I'm making it I see Christian and Ros peek up at me once and awhile then go back to talking. I catch Christian's gaze and smile. I feel like such a teenager.

After dinner, I start to clean up. Ros leaves and says she has a couple things to do. Leaving me alone with Christian. "That was a wonderful meal." He says to me handing me the dishes to load in the dishwasher.

"Thank you. It's a simple one, I bet even you could make it."

"I doubt that." He laughs. "I know how to use the microwave. That's where my skills end."

"Maybe I'll teach you." I offer.

"I would like that." He touches my cheek with his thumb. "I also have to get some work done. Feel free to use the Media room, or the library, make yourself at home."

"Thank you Christian." He leans down and kisses my cheek and then he's gone. I never used to believe in love at first sight, but I think I might be totally smitten.

2 days later…

I'm sitting in the library reading some sexy romance novel. I'm day dreaming about it being me and Christian. I haven't seen him too much over the last couple of days, but when I do, we end up talking for hours. I've learned so much about him. Ros seems to be giving me this space around us. Which only means one thing. She's trying to hook me up. She did the same thing in high school with John McDale. She found out somehow he had a major crush on me too and all but locked us in a room until we started dating. He was my first everything. He was a wonderful guy, but we ended up splitting ways in college. We knew the long distance thing wouldn't work. He was going to the University of Maryland and I went to WSU before I went to France.

"Hey Chick." Ros comes and plops down next to me.

"Hey. I feel like I haven't seen you. Oh wait I haven't. What's with the disappearing? I thought the point of me living here was for us to hang out?" I ask her questionably.

"It is." She smiles wickedly at me.

"So where have you been? Hmm? I've seen more of Christian these last two days then you Ma'am. So what game are you trying to play?"

"Who me? I'm not playing any game" I squint my eyes at her and stare. "Fine. I saw the way Christian looked at you when you guys met. I've never seen him look at anyone like that before. So I may or may not be trying to play match maker." She says nonchalantly.

"I knew it. It's me and John all over again." I huff.

"Oh I saw the way you looked at him too missy. I just think you two would be perfect for each other. I'm never wrong about these things." She says confidently

"I'm sure the man has a girlfriend somewhere."

"Nope. I'm sure he's 'dated' but he has to be very careful with who he meets. Because we don't need someone letting the cat out of the bag. All I'm doing is giving it a little push. You guys would look so cute together."

"It's more like a shove. Plus what kind of relationship could we have? We couldn't go anywhere and you would be the only one that knows. I mean what, I would be the mistress?"

"No. I mean you guys could go out. I'm sure something could be figured out. And you wouldn't me a mistress. Listen, Christian's a good guy and he deserves to be happy. I know he did it for the business and to help cover me as well, but he deserves to have someone that actually wants to be with him."

"And you think that's me?" I ask. She nods and I roll my eyes. "I mean he is nice, and a total babe. But I don't know. I mean how do you know if he even really likes me?"

She smiles and pats my arms. "I know things. He told me the first day at dinner to put a good word in for him."

"So that's what you two were whispering about?" She shrugs. Ugg this girl can drive me crazy sometimes. "We'll see." I tell her trying to drop the subject.

"That's all I want. How's the job hunting?"

"I've applied to a few places, and waiting to hear back. I also went apartment hunting, but Seattle is crazy expensive. I might have to ask my parents for help till I get a job."

"Hey you are more than welcomed to stay. Don't feel like you need to be in a hurry to leave."

"At least let me pay rent or something. I don't want to be a freeloader." She rolls her eyes.

"I understand. But you're not. I really do want you here. I have a good job that pays well I want to share it with someone. But if it makes you feel better I'll come up with an amount you can contribute to. And if you keep making dinners well, that's more of a reason for us for wanting you to stay. A live in chef of sorts" I giggle at her and roll my eyes.

I lean over and give her a hug. I couldn't ask for a better friend. But I will be paying them something

3 days later…

I'm standing in the kitchen making dinner. Ros had called me and told me she was stuck in a meeting. For some reason I don't believe her. Christian comes into the kitchen pulling his tie from his neck, and throwing his bag on the breakfast bar.

"Long day?" I ask him.

"The longest. It's like today was a day for everything to go wrong. How are you? Any word on a job?" He walks over to me, sticking his finger in my Alfredo sauce. He sucks it off his finger and boy if that's not a turn on. "Wow. This is excellent."

"Thank you. I heard back from Canlis. I go in for an interview tomorrow. But they're only hiring part time. I figured it would be a good way to get my foot in the door, while I keep looking."

For the last week it seems like all we do is flirt back and forth with each other. You can cut the sexual tension with a knife. In a matter of a week we've become really close. "It looks like Ros won't be joining us for dinner tonight."

"Yeah she called and told me." I turn and start stirring the pasta.

"That's too bad." He brushes my hair back and rest his chin on my shoulder. It tickles slightly and I giggle.

"That's one of the best sounds in this whole world." He moves his chin around a little in my shoulder making me laugh again. "Mmm..." He places a small kiss behind my ear and I shiver. I turn around and look at him with a huge grin on my face.

"Can I help you?"

"I'm just watching you cook." He smiles at me, it's almost blinding with all his teeth showing.

"Uh-huh! It's distracting. Now shoo. I'll let you know when I'm done." I go to push him back, and he grabs a hold of my hands and pulls me into him. He leans down and kisses me on my lips. It starts off slow as I relax into him, parting my lips and letting his tongue have access to mine. I put my hands into his hair and pull him closer. He slowly pulls away from me resting his head on my forehead. "Wow." I whisper.

"Wow is right." He reaches behind me and turns off the stove before taking my face in his hands and kissing me again. I think I'm seeing fireworks. Ok so maybe I'm reading one too many romance novels, but it feels like fireworks. "I want you." He murmurs against my lips.

"I want you too." He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. He carries me to his room somehow. I don't think our lips have left each other's for a second. He pushes open the door with my back and then lays me down on his bed.

"Are you sure this what you want?" He asks crawling on top of me and softly caressing my face.

"Yes. I think I've wanted this since I first met you." shit did I say that out loud?

"Me too." I think I notice him blush a little. His lips work their way down my neck as he slowly unbuttons my shirt. He works his way down to my belly button and dips his tongue around. Making his way down to the top of my jeans, he un-does the button and starts pulling them down. Christian's nose stops in between my legs and he sniffs. "You smell divine Anastasia. Better than I could ever dream." He's been dreaming about it? Swoon. He pulls my jeans and my underwear all the way down and throws them across the room.

He then starts to kiss up my leg, as he makes it back to my now sensitive core. He takes a long lick and grins up at me. "And you taste so sweet." He goes back for more. I throw my head back in pure pleasure. It's not long before my orgasm rips threw me. "Oh, I love how responsive you are."

He crawls back up to me and kisses me again. I can taste myself on him. I work my hands down and start to un-do his belt. He stands up briefly and pulls down his pants and his boxers. I think my jaw drops when I notice the size of him. I've only been with two guys and neither had anywhere close to what this man has. I think he might rip me in half. And I'm ok with that. I bite down on my lip in anticipation.

"Like what you see?" He grins. The cocky bastard. Cocky is right.

"Very much so. Why don't you show me what you can do with it." He takes off his shirt and shows off his perfect 6 pack. He goes into his drawer and pulls out a condom.

"Here." He hands me the condom and I sit up. "But first I still need you naked." He pushes my shirt the rest of the way, and un-does my bra. "Perfect." He bends down and sucks on one of my nipples. He stands back up as I undo the condom. I kiss the tip of his head before putting the condom on.

He pushes me back to the bed. Placing his elbows around my head, bending down again our lips collide, as he fills me slowly. It stings a little as I expand around him. Wrapping my legs around me as he moves in and out of me ever so slowly. "Oh, Christian." I pant.

"God, Ana. You feel so good." He murmurs against my lips. Resting his forehead on mine I stare into his gorgeous grey eyes. I can tell they're filled with lust, and something else I can't quite read. He picks up his pace and I feel my self building again. "Ana, I can feel you. Let go." I explode around him and he soon follows after me.

We catch our breath as he rolls over to his side. "That was amazing." I tell him.

He leans over a kisses my cheek, and gently brushes it with his thumb. "Spectacular." He adds. He pulls me into his arms and I feel myself drifting.

I'm awaken by a loud bang on the door. "ANA? CHRISTIAN? Where are you guys?" It's Ros. I hear her footsteps walk away. Christian and I shoot up in bed. I quickly scramble to find my shirt and pants and pull them on. Christian also races around putting back on his clothes. I open the door and look out and notice that it's safe. I'm walking back to the living room, when I see Ros sitting on the couch.

"Hey lady. Where have you been? I noticed dinner on the stove, but it looked like it's been sitting there for awhile. And not to mention the noodles haven't been drained." Crap. I forgot about dinner.

"umm.. you see.." She's looking at me suspiciously, but has a small twinkle in her eye. My skin begins to prickle as I feel Christian come behind us.

"Hey Ros, how was the meeting?" He looks semi put together, but his hair is a mess.

"Oh it went very well, we are now the owners of yet another business. Now my question is what have you two been up too?"

"We were just talking and lost track of time?" I ask more in a question then a statement.

"With dinner on the stove?" She asks raising an eyebrow.

"He asked me a question in his office and then I forgot." I shrug.

She starts laughing, full on belly laughing. "Ana, you need to work on your lying. I'm not stupid. I can tell by looking at you what you've been doing." I drop my head. I don't know why I feel bad. I had her permission. "First of all Ana, it would have helped if you put a bra on first." She stands up and pats my shoulder. "I'm happy for the both of you. And it's about time. Now you listen here Grey. Take care of my sister, or I'll hurt you." She tells him with a broad smile on her face.

"I will." He smiles brightly, coming to put his arm around me and kissing the top of my head.

"Good. Now when I saw what happened to dinner, I figured I would order pizza. It should be here shortly." And she's gone.

"I feel so naughty." I tell him, circling my arms around him.

"But it feels so right." He leans down and kisses me.

I have no idea how this is all going to work. I mean more secrets on top of secrets. A secret love affair. Ok that is kind of hot. I guess I'm going to see where this road takes us.

Ok? So what did you think? Coming up next Ana is going to meet Christian's family. I'm still thinking this might end up being a shorter story. Don't know how long yet. Don't know when I will update again. I really want to finish my other story. But maybe next week if the ideas start flying out of me. Oh and Ros kept her maiden name. I guess she's really Bailey-Grey but that just sounds horrible.