"Is this how it always is?" Christian asks as he stares at her.

"Guys hitting on her left and right?" Matt rolls his eyes. "Preeeeetty much. I'm going to get a drink, do you want anything?"

"I'm good." Seriously? He thinks. You're drinking, while you should be watching the girl? For the most part, they're all holding it together. They're sitting at a VIP table and they haven't gotten up much. Shit spoke too soon. He sees the majority of them get up and hit the dance floor. Ana makes eye contact with him, giving him a please don't embarrass me look. He types out a message to her and he sees her look down.

Stay in my line of vision.

Okay.

A few hours and more than a few rounds of shots later, everyone is pretty drunk, but Ana found herself not really in the mood. Every time she went to take a shot or dance she could feel his eyes on her. Judging her. Scolding her. By the end of the night she had switched to club soda, and he seemed thrilled. So much for not ruining my fun. After everyone was safely back at the hotel and passed out in their drunken slumbers, Ana found herself very wide awake. She walks out into the living room and sees Christian on the couch watching TV. She tries to turn around and sneak back into her room but he sees her.

"Trying to sneak out?"

"No, I'm just wide awake, and I thought I heard someone out here. I was hoping for someone cool."

"Well all of your friends are down for the count. I am proud of you for not getting as bad as your friends. Maybe you're more mature than I thought." He smirks.

"I don't care what you're proud of. And frankly you can drop the condescending attitude. I didn't drink with my friends because I had you staring at me every time I even thought about drinking or dancing or doing anything fun."

"Well sorry for wanting to keep you on two feet. In case you missed it, Matt had to carry Lisa home"

"Oh please, he was delighted to do it, he's probably fucking her in there right now" she said sitting down next to him and snatching the remote from him.

"Oh really?"

"Yes really"

"Interesting."

"Don't fuck her."

"What?"

"You heard me. She thinks you're hot. Don't fuck her. I'm sick of all of them trying to get with my security"

He chuckles, "Why do you care what I do anyway?"

"I don't. I would just prefer that you didn't sleep with my friends" Or anyone for that matter. Shit where did that come from? I must be way drunker than I thought.

"Okay, I won't sleep with your friends" he says.

"Thank you."

"Does this go both ways?"

"What?"

"Well I think it's only fair that you don't sleep with my friends either"

"Do you have any?"

"Ha- ha. Funny."

"Well do you? What's your story? I don't know anything about you"

"Not much to know"

"Oh come now, don't be bashful." She says laying her head against the back of the couch and looking at him. "Siblings?"

"Yes"

"Where are they?"

"Here and there" She gives him a look and he sighs "My sister Mia is in Paris studying culinary arts under some chef or something. And my brother Elliott lives in Seattle, he owns a construction company."

"Are you close?"

"You could say that"

"What about your parents, where are they?"

"Seattle, where I'm from"

"No way! Me too"

"I know" he smirks

"Do you see them often? Well before you became my around the clock babysitter" she teases.

"Not as often as I should…I'm usually always busy, being someone's around the clock babysitter"

"Do you see them on holidays at least?"

"Not usually, people need protection on holidays too, believe it or not"

"Ass. Well if you're still around for the holidays you should totally go home. I don't want to be the reason you can't see your family. And maybe we'll have more security and there will be less of a threat by then."

"Well isn't that sweet of you"

"I'm trying to be nice"

"I know"

"How old are you?"

"Why?"

"Just wondering"

"How old do you think I am?"

"I don't know, 50?" she says shooting him a devilish grin

"Thanks for that. I'm 33"

"You're old"

"Again, thank you."

"Well not old old, but like in comparison to me. Have you ever been married?"

"Nope, have you?"

"You would know if I have" she says laughing. "Why haven't you been married?"

"I don't know? What are the reasons for people not being married? I don't really have time to date. My job consumes my life. Women don't usually want to be tied to a guy that is living in someone else's house, or putting his life on the line."

"Ever thought about giving it up? Settling down for the boring job, 2.5 kids and the dog and white picket fence?"

"Not really, enough about me, and just why haven't you been married?"

"Uh because I'm 23, and spend more time at a fictitious college than my house. I can't even keep a goldfish alive, and you expect me to take care of a guy?"

"Well that's why you need someone to take care of you" he says with a hint of humor and something else she couldn't quite place.

"No thanks, I can take care of myself. And when I can't, Mark takes care of it."

There's a moment of comfortable silence and then his phone starts vibrating between them, she happens to catch a glimpse of the caller id and brushes it off thinking it's nothing as he silences it.

"You can take it; I should get back to bed anyway. I know they're going to be up at the ass crack of dawn hungover or not, talking about breakfast."

"Not important"

"Girlfriend?"

"No, I don't do girlfriends, remember?"

"Well we were talking about marriage…"

"No, she's not my girlfriend"

"Fuck buddy?"

"Anastasia."

"I'm just curious!"

"Why?"

"I don't know? I mean a woman is calling you at 2 am, sounds like a booty call to me" she says raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I am in Vegas, keeping you out of trouble, so even if it was, oh well." He shrugs.

"You could still have phone sex"

"That's stupid"

"What is?"

"Phone sex"

"You must not be doing it right. It's great when executed properly"

"Enlighten me"

She bursts into a fit of giggles and blushes slightly. "No way! Not nearly drunk enough for that"

His phone starts ringing again. "Oh my gosh, just answer it, it might be important". Reaching for his phone, "Here, I'll answer it"

"Oh no you won't." He pulls his phone out of reach, causing her to fall over his lap. She tries to reach again but he pulls it further. She realizes that she's literally draped over his lap and her eyes widen. She sits back on her heels and tucks her hair behind her ears.

"Fine but this Elena Lincoln is going to be pretty mad that you're screening her" she says.

"She'll survive"

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"Why aren't you answering?"

"Why are you so full of questions?"

"I'm inquisitive."

"You're annoying"

"Am not!"

"I rest my case"

"So…"

"No, Anastasia"

"Oh come on, I'm great with girl problems!"

"First of all she's not a girl, she's a woman"

"Well excuuuuuse me"

"She's not a problem."

"Have you slept with her?"

"What's it to you?"

"That's a yes… and if she's calling and you're not answering then yes there's a problem."

"It was a long time ago"

"How long?"

"Long"

"See what's long for you? Because I know some men who think that like a week is a substantial amount of time before moving on"

"Years"

"Oh, that is long. What happened?"

"Which part aren't you getting that this isn't up for discussion" he asks?

"All of it"

"Let it go, how would you like it if I went prying into your personal life?" Although I have

"Fair enough, but for what it's worth, everyone already does.. as I'm sure you have too." She gets up. "I'm going back to bed. Sleep tight" she says with a small smile.

The next morning she wakes up feeling rested and thankfully not hungover in the slightest. She walks into the main area and it's dark so she opens the blinds to reveal a gorgeous day. She figures no one is up yet, so she hops in the shower to wash last night off of her.

"Oh Anastasia" he hears her name and it makes all of the hair on her body stand straight up.

She spins around to see Christian standing at her entrance to the shower, completely naked.

"What are you doing here!?" She asks making a terrible attempt at covering herself.

"Your tits are… They're fucking incredible" He lunges for her causing her to stumble backward but he holds her steady and attaches his mouth to the right breast swirling his tongue around the nipple and biting gently causing her to cry out as he palms the other.

"Oh God," she moans. He cups her ass and lifts her into the air causing her to wrap her legs around him.

"You taste even better" He cups her cheeks before he attacks her mouth. "I can't wait to fuck you" he whispers against her mouth.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

"Not now."

"Why?" She whines.

"Because you're not awake yet."

"What?"

"Wake up, baby."

"No"

"Wake up"

"Not yet"

"WAKE UP! Up up up, the pool awaits!"

"Oh what the hell, Kate" She wakes up to Kate sitting on her bed next to her flipping through the TV channels with a bowl of fruit in her lap

"And just what were you dreaming about missy? You were moaning" she giggles.

"Was not"

"Sex dream?"

"Yes, one you wouldn't let me finish" she says sitting up and crossing her arms.

"Sorry! Who was it?"

"What?"

"You're stalling, who was the star of your sexy dream?"

"Oh, Jeremy, who else?" Phew. I would never live that one down.

"Oh sorry Steele, but we will find you some quality dick while we're here"

"You're so crass." she says rolling her eyes before getting out of bed.

"You love it"

After a day of drinking by the pool, everyone went back to their rooms to nap off their buzzes and get ready for their night. After dinner and a lot of whiskey, Ana was finally starting to loosen up. She had been on edge all day after that dream, and had barely spoken to Christian. He thought maybe she was mad at him for last night, but this was ridiculous. She was barely speaking to him. And then when that fraternity fuck asked her to dance, he felt something he wasn't expecting at all. What are you jealous now? Stop being a pussy, Grey.

"Oh I wonder if she'll take this one home" he overhears Lisa saying. "I haven't seen her this drunk in a minute. Good for her. She looks hot tonight! It's about time she actually gives a guy a chance. She usually shoots them down before they get a word out" She rambles. He spots her on the floor grinding her behind against this fucker's crotch. He rolls his eyes and tries not to look. But the more he tries to avoid it the more he wants to look. He sees him getting a little too aggressive with her, and knows it's time to step in before things escalate.

"Okay, I'm going to need you to let go" He says pulling her away from the other guy. She protests a little but he gives her a look and frankly she's too drunk to retort.

"What? Dude back off, I know she's hot, but we're dancing"

"Not anymore, you're not" Christian says.

"This joker your boyfriend or something," he asks looking at Ana.

"No worse, my security." she snorts.

"Oh bummer, well can I call you?"

"You have my number" she giggles. He walks away and she turns to Christian with her arms folded and her eyes narrowed.

"God you're embarrassing" She says walking off the floor towards the bathroom.

"He was getting a little aggressive. And where are you going?"

"Pee"

"His hands were… if someone got a picture of that…"

She stops and turns around with her hands on her hips. "I thought your job was to keep me safe, not my image"

"Yeah me too. But Mark wants you to come back in one piece. Image included."

"Am I paying extra for that?

"Anastasia, what you do behind closed doors is your business, but you're very recognizable, if someone takes one picture of you in a compromising situation…"

"I know I know, you sound like Mark, and my dad."

"Wait a second I need to check" He peeks in "Okay, go ahead"

"You know what I think" she giggles

"What do you think?" he sighs

"I think you were jealous"

"What?"

"Yep, you're jealous because I was dancing with him. And that I may have gone home with him"

"Interesting theory, but no, sorry."

"Well I'm sticking to it. You're jealous because youuuu Christian Grey want to fuck me."

His eyes widen at her bold admission. "Excuse me?"

"Well that's what you said?"

"And when was this?"

She yawns and her eyes start to close a little "Mmm this morning in the shower… Oh yeah! I gotta pee! Back in a jiff!"

As she starts to come out, he looks around to make sure no one is coming and pushes her back into the bathroom. "So when were we in the shower again?"

"Oh my god!" She freezes "You can't tell anyone I told you that" she giggles. "Big secret".

"Okay, missy, you're hammered, we are going home."

"To bed?!" She says excitedly.

"Not together! God what did you drink?"

"Whiskey. Lots o' whiskey"

"We're getting you some water"

"You know what I'd like more?"

"Don't finish that statement"

"Oh don't be such a prude" she says rolling her eyes before she stares at herself in the bathroom mirror and begins to make faces at reflection.

He stares at her until he has her attention and backs her up against the door and stares her down "trust me I am anything but a prude" She bites her bottom lip and his eyes switch from grey to black almost instantly. "Don't do that" he says as he runs his thumb over her lip to release it causing her breath to hitch. He backs away from her and runs a hand over his jaw. "Ana, I—"

"What are you doing in here, I saw you come in here forever ago!" Kate bursts in. "I have to pee like a—ohh what's going on here?" She says with a smirk. "This what's taking so long?"

"Kate, we were just talking"

"Yes Kate, we were just talking about what kind of behavior is appropriate in public" he says

"Mmmhmmm suuure. Your secret is safe with me! But we are headed to another bar, do you want to come? Or… are you guys going back" She says with a wink.

"She is very drunk; she needs to go home"

"I agree" Ana says quickly.

"I'll bet you do" Kate replies. "Well I'll see you back at the room… Wrap it up" she giggles as she leaves the bathroom.

"Great" he sighs

"Oh relax" she says walking out of the bathroom. By the time they got back to the table, everyone was packing up to go.

"Ana is going back, she's a little too intoxicated" Kate laughs.

"Oh me too" Lisa replies. Hopping at the chance at alone time with Christian.

"Seriously Lisa? You were drunker last night. Come on, come to MGM Grand with us. I don't want to be a part of a sausage fest" Kate urges trying to give Ana and Christian alone time.

"Fiiiiine"

After her friends leave and two tall glasses of water later, they're waiting for their car to come around when the guy from earlier approaches her.

"Hey beautiful"

"Hi"

"Are you leaving? The night's just getting started!"

"Too drunk" she slurs slightly

"Vegas baby, go big or go home!

"Anastasia, let's go the car is here" Christian says as he walks over to the car as her balance and coordination are severely off.

"Yo, this is like the second time you've interrupted us."

"What the fuck is your point?"

"My point is asshole, back off. You are her security not her father or her guy."

"Christian, car" She says as she starts to sway a little. And before she knows it she feels herself start to fall and everything goes black.