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Chapter 4

CPOV

Walking up to her house I feel these weird sensations in my body. My heart is beating so fucking fast that it's almost out of control. And I have this feeling in my stomach…it's like a twirling sensation.

But it doesn't feel thát bad, it's different. I have never felt this before.

Reaching her door, I take a deep breath and knock.

As I wait I look around and notice that the garden definitely needs some TLC. She probably didn't get to that yet. I hear stumbling and talking and then the door opens.

Right in front of me stands Anastasia in a beautiful light blue sundress that accentuates her exceptional blue eyes. Her hair is tied together in a messy ponytail. She is beautiful.

"Hello Christian, come in please" she says with her soft voice.

"Um, I should probably tell you, I have someone I want you to meet and well he is a bit cranky. But I hope I can coax him in getting to bed as soon as possible".

I follow her through the small hallway into the living room. And there on the couch sits a little boy, looking at me. The moment he sees me, he jumps from the couch right into Anastasia's arms. He puts his face in the crook of her neck and tries to take a look at me.

Fuck! Does she have a kid?

"Sam, I am going to put you back on the floor and I am going to introduce you to a friend". She puts the little boy down and says "Sam, this is Mr. Christian, Christian this is Sam".

I squat down to his height and extend my hand…"Hello Sam, nice to meet you".

Watching me intently he shakes my hand and says "You have funny hair Mr. Chwistian".

I can't control the laughter that boils up. Laughing I say "Well, I guess I do huh, but you are the first that has told me that".

I stand up and give Ana the two bottles of wine and the bags with the food.. "Here, I brought some wine, maybe we can have this with dinner. I hope you like it".

"Thank you", she says. "You know, I don't know much about wine, but the one you guys brought yesterday was pretty good, so I assume this one must also taste good. Come we can sit in the kitchen if you don't mind".

Walking towards the kitchen I see the boxes still piled up in her living room.

She puts the little guy in this high-chair and gives him a strange looking cup, filled with milk.

"Okay Sam, she says, we've talked about this. When you are finished drinking your milk, we are going to brush your teeth and then you have to go to sleep, because tomorrow we have this big day remember? We are going to build that huge sandcastle".

The little kid watches me intently while sipping his milk.

"You brought food for an entire army?" Ana says.

"Yeah, I didn't know what you liked, so I ordered a little bit of everything".

"Me and auntie Ana bwaked a chocwat cake Mr. Cwistian, and it is really good"

"You did huh? Well I hope I get to taste I later on then, because chocolate cake is my favorite cake!".

"It's my favorite too, and my daddy loves auntie Ana's cake" he says while his little head bops up and down like a madman.

Inwardly I sigh…he called her auntie Ana…not her son…thank fuck!

"Okay Sam, time to go to bed. Say goodnight to Mr. Christian"

"Bye, Mr. Cwistian". He stops by the staircase and turns around. "Do you want to come to the beach with us tomorrow Mr. Cwistian and help us make the big castle, because auntie Ana is a girl and girls can't make sandcastles like boys".

He is watching me with his big eyes and waiting for me to answer.

"Um, Sam" Ana says "I am sure that Mr. Christian is very busy tomorrow so maybe another time".

"Actually I am not busy" I respond quickly. I am staying here tomorrow and I don't have anything planned yet, so I would love to go with you to the beach".

"You would?" Ana asks in a high-pitched voice?

"Yes, of course…but if you don't want me to, you know, that's okay" I say. Shit! Shit! shit! say yes, say yes!

"Well, I guess we have a date tomorrow with Mr. Christian, Sam!" she says with a beautiful smile on her face. "Make yourself comfortable Christian, I will only take a few minutes".

A date? I, Christian Grey, have a date? Well who ever would of guessed! I have a fucking date! I have to contain myself not to jump up from joy.

I take a good look at her kitchen. She has a big wooden farmhouse table with six chairs. The chairs are old and mismatched, but not totally different. Even if it is completely different from my Escala apartment I like it. I feel comfortable here and it's homey. But I guess that Escala never felt like home. It was just a hiding place. Compared to Ana's cottage, my apartment seems cold, more like a museum.

After a few minutes she comes back and starts preparing dinner.

I watch her lay out the food on the table and I see how easily and at home she feels in the kitchen. She is breathtakingly beautiful and she doesn't even know it.

"Would you please take care of the wine Christian? The corkscrew is in of the drawers and the wineglasses are in one of the cupboards".

I uncork the bottle of wine and pour it in two glasses. I give her one glass and say "Cheers, Anastasia, to Bainbridge Island".

"Cheers" she says.

"So, tell me about yourself Anastasia".

"Please call me Ana, she says. When someone calls me by my full name it reminds me of my mother when she was angry". She says with a shy smile on her face and at the same time sadness reaches her eyes.

She shrugs. "There is not much to tell actually. My mom is Carla Adams and she is on her fourth husband and lives in Georgia, I studied English literature at WSU, there I met Kate and José who is Sam's dad. When I graduated last year Kate and I moved to Seattle to an apartment near Pike Place Market. And well I inherited this from my grandmother who died last year and here I am".

While she is telling me this, she has this sad look on her face. Did something happened to her?

"What about your father?" I ask.

She takes a deep breath and looks at me. I see tears forming in her eyes.

"I am sorry Ana, if you don't want to talk about it it's okay it wasn't my intention to pry or make you feel bad". I put my hand over hers to give her some comfort. Fuck! I am totally out of my comfort zone here. I have no idea how to handle this. I made her sad. And I don't want her to be sad. I want her to be happy.

"It's okay Ana, please don't cry, please".

She takes a deep shaky breath and says 'It's okay Christian, you did nothing wrong, It's just…I don't talk about it very much you know. But my dad, well my stepdad actually, he passed away last year. He was involved in a car accident. I was getting ready to drive to Seattle to interview you, Kate was sick that day and she talked me into going. I was almost ready to go when I got the phone call from the hospital". The tears are now falling down her cheeks so I stand up and wipe them away with my thumbs.

"I am so sorry Ana.. I..I didn't know."

"Anyway" she continues "He was in a coma for over a month, but there was no brain activity. The doctors told me that It was impossible for him to wake up ever again. Six weeks after the accident the machines where disconnected and he passed away".

"I am so sorry Ana" I say. I am out of my depth here. What do you say to someone who is totally heartbroken. How do I make this right again?

"It's okay" she whispers. "But he was my dad in every sense of the word, Christian, even if he wasn't my biological dad, he was the only father I have ever known. And he didn't need to love me, he choose to love me and raise me and give me his last name. He came to my school recitals, graduations…he taught me how to drive, he was my rock. But I miss him. When he passed away I had to take care of all this paperwork. I sold his house in Montesano and his wood-work shop.

I had this lawyer appointed to me and he took care of the legal side of it. And of course there was Ethan, if it weren't for Ethan…" and she leaves the words hanging in the air.

Shit, maybe she has a boyfriend. Is Ethan her boyfriend? I have to ask.

I Clear my throat "Is this..Ethan your boyfriend?"

"No, no, Ethan is Kate's brother. But he was there all the way for me. He helped me selling my dad's house and with the funeral. He has been a really good friend".

"Where was Kate?" I ask her still trying to process all the information she is giving me.

She makes this snorting kind of noise and looks up at me with teary eyes. "Kate, left to Barbados for a month, a week or so after we graduated. She came home the day of the funeral".

"She didn't stay with you?" I ask totally surprised. Aren't they best friends? She should have stayed with Ana!

"You have to understand Christian, that it was pretty intense. The day we heard about my dad, we were studying for our final exams. Kate was busy with her Valedictorian speech, and your interview, well what was left of the interview…

And she was looking forward to this trip for a long time. And when she left, my dad was still in the hospital, so there was nothing that she could do".

"I didn't see you at graduation. I am sure I would have remembered you" I say.

She shrugs. "I didn't go. I couldn't. My mom called me telling me that she wasn't able to come to my graduation, something about her husband being sick, and well Ray, my father couldn't, so there was no point in going I guess. Kate, Ethan and José tried to talk me in going, but I just couldn't go".

All of a sudden she stands up abruptly from her seat and walks to the sink.

"I am so sorry" she starts "I didn't mean to cry, what will you think of me. I am truly sorry. If you want to go I understand".

What? Why would I want to go? Or maybe she wants me to go?

In two steps I'm standing in front of her again and hold her face in my hands.

"Ana, I don't want to go. Why would I? I was the one who asked you a question that brought back memories. I should be the one apologizing" I take a deep breath and continue "But if you want me to leave I'll leave".

Her blue eyes are searching my face if I am telling the truth.

"No, I don't want you to go. I like having you here" and gives me a shy smile.

"You are a strong woman Ana, I'm in awe of you" While still holding her face I lean down and kiss her forehead. She is so soft and smells so good. I could do this every day and never get bored of it.

APOV

Shit! I didn't mean to lose it all when he asked me that question. But when I looked up at him, he looked so concerned. I just broke down. I couldn't hold the tears back.

And he wants to stay!

Kissing my forehead was such a sweet gesture. It was like he wanted to kiss al my worries and sorrows away. And the way his hands held my face and he tried to wipe my tears away…he is a sweet guy.

He releases my face and sticks a tendril of hair behind my hair and takes my hand.

"Come" he says… "dinner is getting cold and you have to eat, because tomorrow you have to build that big sandcastle".

I giggle "Yeah, and girls can't make the same sandcastle as boys right?".

During dinner, conversation is light and relaxed. He tells me about GEH and what he likes to do in his free time. Soaring, sailing and flying his helicopter.

Geez, I read books and…well that's it... He is completely out of my league.

"What are you thinking about?" He asks with amusement in his eyes.

I shrug "You can do so many things Christian, I mean you can fly a helicopter for crying out loud, and I, well I'm clumsy and …me".

"Ana, what you told me in this short time that we've met and what I see and feel, is that you are a beautiful, smart, witty and intelligent woman with a big heart. You are so strong. I'm sure that you could do anything if you just put your mind to it".

"Oh Christian, you just heard a little bit of the big cluster-fuck life of Anastasia Rose Steele. But hey! Enough of that…it's time for dessert!".

"Shall we eat the cake in the living room?" I ask Christian.

"Sure, lead the way madam" He says while extending his elegant hand towards the direction of the living-room.

Christian closes his eyes at the moment he tastes the cake "Ana, this is delicious".

I blush "I can't take all the credit you know. Sam helped me".

"That's right, I have to thank him tomorrow I guess". He says smiling.

We are sitting on the couch and our legs are touching. The feeling is so good, that I would like to sit here forever.

Suddenly the room is filled with this weird tension, but not a bad one. It's sexy.

Christian puts the remains of his cake on the coffee table and turns to face me. He takes my cake and does the same.

He clears his throat and asks "Ana, I .. I, can I kiss you?".

At this moment I can only manage to nod my head.

He leans in to me and our faces are so close together, that I can smell the chocolate cake on his breath. He first kisses one side of my mouth and then the other. He brushes his lips softly against mine and traces his tongue across my bottom lip. I open my mouth to explore his tongue with mine.

I take my hands from my lap and pull them up to his shoulders. My hands reach his hair and intertwining my fingers with his soft hair I pull his face closer to mine.

Damn, the guy can kiss! And he smells so good.

His hands take my face and when we come up for air he leans his forehead against mine.

"You taste so sweet Ana". He whispers. "I wanted to kiss you since the moment you opened the door for me this evening".

My heart is beating so freaking fast he must probably hear it.

His big hands engulf my face again. This time his kiss is passionate and hard. When we end the kiss he has this breathtakingly smile on his face.

"I think I'd better go. Thank you for dinner it was delicious. At what time do you want me to be here tomorrow?".

"If you would like to join us for breakfast, then we can go as soon as we have finished".

"Okay, breakfast tomorrow it is". He breathes.

He stands up and takes my hand leading me to the front door. He takes his phone out of his pocket and asks me "Can I have your phone number please?".

I quickly go to my bedroom and get my phone. After we exchange numbers he opens the door.

He leans down again and gives me a sweet, soft chaste kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for tonight Ana, sweet dreams".

"Goodnight Christian. See you tomorrow. And don't be late, or there won't be any breakfast left" I say smiling.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be on time. Lock up the door before you go to sleep Ana".

He lets go of my hand, gives me one last kiss on my cheek and wanders off into the dark night.

CPOV

What the hell happened there? That was the best kiss I've ever had. Granted, I never kissed my submissives much, because it didn't appeal to me.

But this was other worldly. The way her soft lips touched mine and the way her tongue teased mine.

Fuck. Just thinking about it makes me hard again.

If I didn't have the control I have I would of taken her right there on the couch. But she deserves much more than that. She is so fucking beautiful and sweet.

And tomorrow, In less than 9 hours I will be seeing her again. I look around and since there is nobody I jump, pump my fist in the air and scream WHOOOHOO!

Fuck I'm ecstatic! I feel so fucking happy!

I was so happy when the little guy invited me to help him build the caste. I build him a freaking fort if that's what he wants. But I also get to spend time with Ana!

I feel my Blackberry buzz with an incoming text.

*Hey little brother, did you get laid?

And I respond in the way I always do.

-Fuck off Elliot!

*That's a no? He replies. Fucker, I think to myself.

-Fuck off Elliot, and use protection!

*I already did bro! three times ;-) Laters lit'l bro!

I shake my head. Like I said yesterday. I knew that Elliot was bagging Kate fucking Kavanagh before the 24 hours had passed. He probably didn't even make it to dinner.

I feel my blackberry buzz again. I roll my eyes. Elliot!

Thank you for coming over tonight. I had a great evening. See you tomorrow.

X Ana

My heart nearly jumps out of my chest. A text from Ana. The smile on my face is so big, that it hurts.

I reply back.

Thank YOU for inviting me. This evening was everything that I expected and more. Especially the last part ;-). Sweet dreams. X Christian

I look at my watch…eight hours and fifty five minutes and I will get to see Ana again.