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Chapter 9.
Wednesday 26th April
Ana
I can't wipe the smile from my face. Christian told me he loved me, every time I think about it my heart bets a little faster and I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. I've never felt this way about someone, and that fact he feels the same way amazes me. Today we are leaving to go to meet his parents in Aspen. I'm beyond nervous, both of flying and actually meeting his parents as his girlfriend.
"So, how long is the flight? I'm a little bit of a nervous flyer." He gives me the biggest grin and laughs. He laughs at me.
"Don't worry about it Ana. We won't be flying with a lot of other people just my security and pilots. You'll be more than comfortable."
"That didn't answer my question Mr. Grey. How long?"
"It's a little over 2 hours. I promise it won't even feel that long."
"Thank you, that makes me feel a little better."
He smiles at me and looks back to his computer typing away as usual.
"Wow. I didn't realise you had your own jet. You really are a man of surprises."
"Well, I hate to travel among a lot of other people cramped into small spaces."
I give him a smile, I know how he feels. Being trapped in a small space doesn't go over well for me. We get buckled up and the plane takes off, it's a lot easier having him by my side. I feel safe, as if he can protect me from everything bad in the world. I must dose off because before I know it we are landing, Christian takes my hand in his and squeezes it gently. I know it's for his benefit more as well as my own so I squeeze back.
We climb into one of the SUV's when we exit the plane, thankful that the cars are already heated. The drive is silent and it borders on awkward but when I turn to look at Christian his eyes are closed and he is snoring gently. I turn and focus on the scenery outside. It's amazing, everything's covered in a thick blanket of untouched snow, and every now and then we pass huge houses that look like they belong in movies. We drive for a long time before slowing down and coming to a stop all together.
Christian sits up and stretches, he looks amazing even though he has been asleep for the past half hour. I could stare at him all day and not get sick of him. I stare for a few seconds before he climbs out of the car and comes round to open my door, when I step out and look at the place we are staying my jaw drops. It's yet another amazing house.
"I'm guessing by that reaction you approve."
"It's amazing. Does your family only own breath-taking homes?"
"Actually this is mine, but yes we do. Only the best will do." He flashes me a smile and winks at me. My insides melt and the butterflies return. What is this man doing to me?
"Well are you just going to stand and stare all day or do you want to go and see inside?"
"Inside please, I think if I stand out here any longer I might freeze on the spot."
It's like a huge glass palace. There are floor to ceiling windows everywhere looking out onto the beautiful scenery outside, it's all very modern and minimalistic. The living room has a huge fireplace and it's all furnished with light wood making the light from the windows bounce off of everything. Just as I don't think it can get any better Christian shows me the rest of the house, yet another show home for Mr. Grey. The kitchen is all white with brown marble, it looks huge thanks to the crazy amount of light coming in from all of the windows, I could spend the rest of my life in this kitchen baking cakes and cooking dinner for my family.
Getting ahead of yourself Steele. You have only just agreed to be his girlfriend and you're already planning a family. I wish my inner self would go away and leave me to dream such wonderful things.
After taking in everything downstairs he takes me up to our room to drop off our bags and freshen up a little. Yet again another stunning bedroom, the windows let in so much light it takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust when we enter.
We have a huge queen-size bed covered in grey bed cover, and a cute fireplace on the wall, I can imagine spending cold winter nights in here curled up in bed watching a movie with the fireplace on. I really am getting ahead of myself.
"This view is incredible Christian. I can't believe this place, it's insane."
"It really is. It's even better during the evening if the sky is clear. You can see the stars so clearly, sometimes when I visit I lie here and just watch the world go by and get lost in the sky."
"I can imagine, so the bedroom is great and all but the bathroom is what I'm really dying to see. This girl loves her bathroom."
"Well please, follow me you won't be disappointed,"
He takes my hand and pulls me to the bathroom. Damn he was right it did not disappoint. I almost want to climb into the bath right now and soak in huge amounts of bubbles until I'm as wrinkled as a prune.
"Wow. I could just climb into that tub right now. I envy you having such beautiful places to live."
"You can if you wish, my parents aren't going to be staying here for a few days, they are a little further up and they're stuck from the storm so they can't get down until the snow clears a little."
"Oh okay, well I might just take a bath then. If you don't have any other plans."
"Of course not, I'll get some work done while you soak. Greta is the housekeeper so don't be startled if you see any strange woman wandering around the house. I'll be in the room if you need anything."
"Okay, I think I'm just going to have a quick shower to freshen up a little. A bath can wait a few days."
"Alright, in that case I'll let Andrea know all of my work is to be handled by Ros for the next few days and you will have my undivided attention."
I quickly rush into the shower and have every intention of being quick but the shower is so amazing I almost fall asleep. I dread leaving because it's so warm inside but I'm pleasantly surprised when I step out and the room is still warm. I should have guessed he had underfloor heating. I dry myself and find a huge bathrobe and wrap myself up in it.
"So much for a quick shower Ana, I thought you had fallen asleep in there."
"I know, I just couldn't bear to leave it was so warm. I could live in that shower."
"I know, so are you hungry?" Mt stomach growls before I even get a chance to answer and he lets out a chuckle before stepping off of the bed. He looks amazing in a suit, but he looks crazy sexy in his casual clothes.
"I promise this will be a quick shower then we can go eat. Your case is just over there but Taylor has bought some warmer clothes for you. Everything is in the closet." Just as I go to answer him back he disappears into the bathroom and starts running the shower. I walk into the closet and almost faint. It's huge, and one whole side is dedicated to clothes for me.
I settle on a pair of comfortable pyjamas, and throw on my robe to make sure I stay warm. I exit the closet and walk straight into Christian and feel him tense momentarily before relaxing again.
"Sorry. I was too busy admiring this robe I didn't even see you."
"It's alright. As much as I would love to stand here all day I am famished, I need to get some clothes if we are to go downstairs and eat." I blush furiously and step back to let him into the closet. As he selects clothes I watch him taking in every inch of his toned body. I'm pretty sure I even drool a little.
"Like what you see Anastasia." Trust him to catch me ogling him.
"Very much so Mr. Grey." I give him a cheeky grin and I'm positive I notice a little movement in his pants and I can't help but go bright red. I can feel my cheeks heat up even more as he steps toward me with such lust in his eyes.
"Well, if you like this view then you will love what else I have to offer, but you will have to wait for that because I have plans with a huge cheese pizza downstairs."
"I guess I will just wait, but it better be worth it. I don't want any disappointments Mr. Grey, I don't know you like pizza, I pegged you for more of a salad and steak kind of guy."
"Well Ms. Steele, you haven't tried Greta's pizza, once you do you will understand why I love it so much." He smiles and takes my hand leading me down toward the kitchen. As we reach the last set of stairs the aroma that hits me makes my mouth water.
"Well if it tastes anything like it smells then it will definitely be worth it."
"Trust me, its better than it smells. Follow me we can watch a movie while we eat."
We head into the living room, as I look out into the trees I feel panic start to set in. I can only see darkness outside, there's a few lights dotted around in the distance for all around this house is total darkness and it makes me a little uneasy, I can just imagine someone standing out there watching us as we go about our lives.
Stop being so paranoid Steele, just enjoy this evening. You have big handsome Grey to take care of you; my inner Ana is a real bitch sometimes.
"Are you alright Miss Steele? You look a little lost in your thoughts." I jump and turn to see a small woman with such a kind smile and my worries melt away instantly.
"Hi, you must be Greta, yes I'm fine, my mind just got away for a second." I return her kind smile and she disappears back into the kitchen, just as I go to look for Christian he emerges with a huge pizza and a bottle of wine for us.
"I can't say I've ever had red wine and pizza Mr. Grey, certainly an unusual combination."
"Really, what do you drink when you eat pizza then?" I grin and let out the most hysterical laugh, he really isn't used to eating junk food.
"Beer, that's what we usually drink with pizza, but wine, will be fantastic now please come and sit down."
"Yes boss, I'm not a big fan of beer so don't expect me to lie around in my sweats drinking it like an adolescent boy."
"I would never, I do however have the occasional beer, but in a much more civilised manner. Usually jeans and a bar with burgers, not sweats and teenage boys."
That comment earns me a grin and my stomach starts pulling down. I really want this man more than my body can even handle.
"That's great to hear, I'd hate to think you were pawning me off to hand around with teenagers and supplying them with alcohol."
"Definitely not, my dad works with the police so I would never even dare of breaking such a law."
"Okay, enough chatter please let's eat, I'm afraid if I don't I might just pass out, or worse get drunk on wine."
I nod and dig into the pizza, and my god it's like an explosion of Italy in my mouth. Christian watches as I take my first bite and then tucks into his own slice with a satisfied smile. We don't say another word until both of us have demolished the entire pizza; we just sit in silence rubbing our now swollen stomachs.
"That was amazing; I've never tasted pizza that good, not even in Italy." I sound like an excited child at this point, but food does that to me.
"I told you Greta made the best pizza. She lived in Italy and France for a lot of her life and worked in restaurants as she grew up. She makes anything you could think of and it all tastes amazing. The only thing I wouldn't attempt to eat would be oysters, both cooked and uncooked. Something about the look of them unsettles my stomach."
"I've only ever had them once, and it was at one of Kate's family dinners. I almost threw up right at the table, it was awful I had to run to the bathroom and get rid of it. The texture is much worse than the sight believe me."
We laugh a little and talk more; discussing places we have been and places we would like to go. I'm not surprised that he has visited so many different countries and landmarks. I on the other hand have barley ventured outside of Portland, Seattle and Georgia until now. We disregard any movie and just continue to talk and drink wine, soon enough I feel the familiar feeling of fuzziness start to descend. I'm enjoying our evening and its made better when I notice Christian too is a little tipsy. His cheeks have gone a beautiful shade of red and his ayes shine like diamonds as a result of the wine.
"I hate to sound too forward Ana, but I'm a little tipsy and I can tell you are as well. I am enjoying this evening but I suggest we retire to our rooms for the evening and get some sleep, we have a few things to do tomorrow and I don't want to spoil them with hangovers." My heart drops a little, I don't want to leave him now, and I was having such a good time.
"Rooms? As in plural, are we not sharing a room or is that forbidden." I stifle a laugh and try my best to be serious but he now looks a little shocked or upset or angry. I can't really tell, blame the wine.
"I'm sorry... I…I just assumed that we were staying in separate rooms. We did at my mom's house. I'm sorry if I've upset you." Shit. Nice one Ana way to make him feel bad.
"No please don't apologize, maybe I shouldn't have assumed, but I would very much like if we stayed in the same room. To be honest I'm a little on edge being surrounded by all of the darkness outside. I would feel much safer if you were with me." This earns a genuine smile and before I can say anything else his lips are on mine. Our tongues dance around each other and I find my hand in his hear while he pulls me closer. He lets out a slight groan as I run my hands through his curls and angles my face before pushing his tongue in more to explore.
Too soon he pulls back and we both work fast to catch our breath, without another word he picks up our glasses and a new bottle of wine and we go upstairs, the fireplace in our room has been turned on and to my delight the curtains have been drawn closed, making me feel a little more at ease.
He sets down the glasses and dims the lights a little, it's still light enough to see but it's not as harsh and my eyes don't need to strain when I try and look around. I close the door and go toward the bed, he's too fast and he pins me up against the door. I don't panic even though that would usually be my first instinct; instead I pull him in towards me and invite him back into a passionate kiss. He eagerly takes the invitation and we resume our earlier activity. I embrace the kiss and I'm filled with pure lust but I don't dare go any further than lightly stroking his back.
His scent is so overwhelming sweet and strong, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist, with no effort at all he turns and before I can breathe I'm lying on the bed beneath him. He pulls back and his eyes are filled with pure adoration and lust.
"I love you so much Anastasia. I have never wanted to kiss a woman so much in my life. I would love to take this further but neither of us is ready for that yet."
"I love you too, I agree, kissing you is like escaping to my own little world where it's just us. Thank you." I'm glad he doesn't want to go any further yet; I'm not ready for that even though all I want is to feel him inside me and watch his face as he experiences the pleasure.
I get up and go to the bathroom to freshen up; when I return to our room he is lying on the bed in nothing but some flannel pyjama bottoms, my heart speeds up again at the sight of him. He is amazing and I could stand and stare at him all day. Before he catches me I walk over to the bed and climb in, dropping my robe to the floor. Suddenly aware that my pyjamas probably aren't leaving much to the imagination. I quickly climb under the cover and he follows, it's so warm that you wouldn't even know it was snowing outside.
We talk a little more and drink more wine. We definitely aren't making those activities he had planned. Just as we drift off into sleep we are both startled by Christian's phone ringing, I know he can't ignore it but I don't mind.
"Grey."
"What the fuck to you want, I'll kill you if I find out where you are Hyde. You better not touch a hair on a single member of my families head or I swear I will have you killed."
"What the fuck do you mean? How do you know that, and why are you telling me. I thought you were working with her."
I try my best to listen but my eyes slowly close but before sleep takes me I hear him calm down.
"Thank you, but it doesn't mean I don't want to kill you."
"I'm sorry Ana, I'll explain that in the morning but I promise everything's going to be alright. I'll do whatever it takes to protect you."
