Christian's point of view
Strutting into the shelter I am temporarily stunned by how it looks. The walls are peaches and cream, the tables that are set up in what I am assuming the recreation area are plentiful I do a quick count there are 25 tables with 5 chairs at each. Around the walls are motivational sayings some painted on the wall and some in frames. Miss. Steele really out did herself. A young woman comes up to me holding a tray of drinks, all non-alcoholic from the looks of it. She stops and stares at my face with a vacant expression. Yea it's just a pretty face, but I meet her eyes and smirk, she instantly flushes.
"Drink for you sir?" She says in an annoyingly sweet voice. I groan inwardly, I don't need this right now I need to find Anastasia and see who that man was that she was clinging to.
"Water please." I say in my sharpest tone letting her know that I really don't have time to deal with her mindless gawking.
"Sir." She says handing me a bottle of water, I grab it and turn on my heel quickly.
I look around and see Taylor leaning against the wall behind me. I make my way over, surely he can help me spot Anastasia in this crowd. There is quite the gathering here and I'm assuming that she is making rounds greeting everyone.
"Do you see her?" I ask Taylor handing him the bottle of water, he knows who I am talking about I don't need to tell her.
"She is over by the refreshment table." He says nodding in the direction.
I follow where he nodded and see her talking animatedly with two older women with the man she was holding hands with. His eyes never leave her as she is talking, I feel the anger boil up inside me again. Who is he? I size him up, he is about 6 feet tall, dark hair and a very tan skin. The way they interact leads me to believe that they have known each other for some time. She looks up at him and he makes a comment to whatever she is saying and Anastasia and the women start laughing. He puts his arm around her waist and pulls her in a side hug, she wraps her arms around him and squeezes him back. Before I know it I am walking in their direction. After 4 quick strides I am standing behind Anastasia and the mystery man who is holding her close still. The two women that she is talking to stop and stare, I smile at the ladies and throw my charm on.
"Good day ladies," I say smiling, charming the panties off these old ladies.
"H-h-hello," one of them whispers in a breathy voice that makes me smile, old ladies are the biggest suckers for my face, "how do you do?"
Anastasia and her 'friend' turns around and stare at me.
"Mr Grey!" Anastasia smiles at me, "I'd like to introduce you to Mrs. Julie Drell and Green. Daisy, Julie this is Christian Grey, he contributed the very generous grant that gave the shelter the boost we needed. Mr. Grey Julie is the Sunday School Director and Daisy is the Praise and Worship Leader at our church."
"It's very nice to meet you ladies. I am sure that the grant will help you both in your ministry."
"It's nice to meet you to ." Julie smiles at me then back to Anastasia, "Ana was just telling us how grateful she is to your grant, you've really helped the church achieve something we have been striving for for a very long time. We are very grateful."
"Well, I love to help out a good cause Mrs. Drell."
"I believe that with the shelter not only will we be able to help out the needy in the community but will allow us to minister to them and invite them to our church, not only will they hear a message they may be needing but they will hear the beautiful voice of our Ana." Daisy says proudly grabbing Ana's hand.
"Daisy," Ana scolds, I smile watching her and how uncomfortable she suddenly is.
"You sing Miss Steele?"
"Why of course she does!" Daisy exclaims, "Most beautiful voice I've ever heard, if she wasn't so centered on doing good in the community I would send her to Nashville to make her a star!"
"I'm not that good honestly."
"Oh come on Annie," mystery man speaks up, "Don't be modest we all know you have the voice of an angel."
Anastasia looks up blushing at me. "I'm not that good honestly, I just love to sing praise and worship songs. I don't do it for recognition or because I have 'talent'" she makes air quotes around talent I do it for Our Lord, no one else, but if you like my singing voice then I guess I should be appreciative that every Sunday you don't throw tomatoes at me to get me to stop singing in th choir." Anastasia laughs.
"Well Miss. Steele I might have to beg a song or two out of you." I whisper softly to her, her head snaps up to meet my eyes, she really is a small thing, barely reaching my chin and she is in heels.
We stare at each other for a few seconds, until a throat being cleared interrupts our staring contest.
"Ana are you going to introduce us?" The mystery man asks.
"Oh! Of course," she steps back and shakes her head as if she is clearing her head, " this is our youth pastor Jose Rodriguez, Jose this is Christian Grey."
Finally a name to put with the face, I will have to remember to have Welch do a background check on Mr. Rodriguez as well. I extend my hand to him and offer a polite tight smile.
"Mr. Rodriguez,"
"Mr. Grey." He says grasping my hand, we enter a silent battle of squeezing each other's fingers, he is strong but not as strong as I am, I see him flinch slightly before quickly letting go. That's right buddy, I am a threat.
"Pleasure," I turn back to Anastasia, "So how about that tour?"
"Of course!" Daisy, Julie, Jose, if you will excuse us, I promised a tour of the shelter seeing as he was such a wonderful contributor." She smiles at me, once again leaving me breathless.
"It was a pleasure meeting all of you." I gently take Julie and Daisy hands and give them a soft shake and nod to Jose before turning to Anastasia and placing my hand at the small of her back "Ana?"
"Let's go then Mr. Grey." She smiles as I lead her away from her friends and into the crowd.