Chapter 9
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Ana POV:
I woke up in a big, plush, bed. As I blinked a few times to let my eyes adjust, I realized that I was in Christian's bedroom at Escala. Memories of everything rushed back to me all at once and my mind immediately went to Ali. She had to be okay. I needed her to be okay. We may have only known each other for a short period of time but we became like best friends and I trusted her nearly as much as I trusted Christian or Kate. She sacrificed her life for me.
As I rested my head against the pillow again, I realized this was where Christian and I first had sex. Where we conceived our baby. I had to admit...I really missed this place. The door opened and Christian walked in with a tray of breakfast. He turned the light on and smiled when he saw that I was already awake. He looked so sexy in a fitted T-shirt with basketball shorts that showed of his toned legs. I bit my lip.
"Good morning, baby," he sat on the bed and leaned over to kiss me before kissing my stomach, "and good morning to my other baby."
I giggled. Christian really had come a long way from the man he used to be. And I was so proud of him. He had a bigger heart than anyone realized. I just wished he would let people see it more.
"You're sweaty," I noticed it for the first time.
Not that I minded but I would rather get him sweaty another way.
"I'm going to take a shower. I just got back from my run. If I get back and at least half the food isn't eaten, you're getting a spanking," he mumbled against my lips.
"Hmm," I laughed before kissing him again. "Yes, sir."
He pulled away and looked me in the eyes. I looked back, confused. He kissed my head before going into the bathroom. I put the tray in front of me and I was actually starving. By the time Christian came out of the bathroom in just a towel wrapped around his lower half, half the fruit was gone, I ate a bowl of granola, an omelet, two pieces of toast, and two glasses of orange juice. He laughed and shook his head at me.
"What?" I asked, my mouth full of toast.
"Nothing," he smiled at me. "I'm just glad you're home safe."
My face fell and I swallowed the remainder of my food before whispering, "I'm sorry."
He walked over to me and moved the tray to the bedside table before laying me down, climbing on top of me and saying,
"Don't apologize-"
"Christian, I'm an idiot, okay?" I cut him off. "I thought I was protecting you guys by leaving. I thought I was protecting the baby...Everyone expects me to always be so calm and put together and stable but sometimes I just want to stop..."
It was his turn to cut me off but he did it by kissing me with as much passion as he could muster into one kiss. When he pulled away, he stared into my eyes. Grey to blue. I wondered if the baby would have his eyes. I could already imagine a little girl with big, grey eyes and long brown hair. She would look exactly like her father.
"Let me take care of you. Stop forcing yourself to make decisions because you feel like it's your only way out. I used to be like that before you came into my life. You are the best thing to ever happen to me and I know I tell you that a lot but I mean it with every fiber of my being...you are every reason I have to live and I love you more than life itself. I love you more than I value my own life and I will love this baby just as much," he promised me and a stray tear slipped out the corner of my eye.
And for some reason, I had just became like really turned on, Well, I was always turned on around him but it's been a bit over two months and I needed him. I pulled his towel and threw it on the floor. His erection sprang free and I pulled his lips down on mine.
"Ana, baby," he groaned into my mouth as I took him into my hand.
"I need you...please," I pulled away, looking him in the eye as I stroked him.
He kissed my ear, my jawline, my neck, and my collarbone. I bit my lip as he unbuttoned his dress shirt which was the only thing I was wearing besides my undergarments. He sucked on my pulse point as he expertly undid my bra with one hand and tossed it somewhere across the room. One hand massaged my breast and the other slipped down to the bundle of nerves nestled between my thighs. I moaned as he rubbed my clit with the pad of his thumb.
"So wet for me," he whispered in my ear as he massaged me.
"Only you," I moaned. "Please...I need more..."
One of his fingers glided inside of me, moving in and out easily. He added two more and I felt myself reaching my peak. What really pushed me over the edge was when he curled his long fingers to hit my g-stop. My walls tightened around his fingers as I came. Christian has pushed me over the edge with just his fingers before but never this fast.
"Ana, that was..." Christian started.
"You're more sensitive...down there when you're pregnant," I explained, shyly.
"Hmm, I'm going to get you knocked up more often then," he said, mischievously, making me laugh out loud.
He tore my panties off and I was about to complain but he didn't give me a chance to before he thrusted inside of me. Both of us moaned at the skin-to-skin contact. That was also a good thing. You didn't need to wear condoms during sex while you're pregnant. Christian placed his hands on either side of my head as he pulled out so far he was almost completely out then thrusted back into me. He draped one of my legs over his shoulder so he could get deeper and it felt so fucking good.
"Harder, Christian!" I begged.
He wasted no time in obeying before he started pounding in and out of my pussy. I threw my head back, moaning his name over and over.
"This...is...mine," Christian grunted between thrusts and I nodded, before he cupped my breasts. "All...mine. Say it."
I bit down on my lip before saying in a breathy voice, "Yes...oh god, yes. All yours..."
Within two more thrusts, I was gone, milking him for everything he had. He collapsed on the bed beside me. I needed that.
The next day, I sat next to Ali's bedside while she slept and read my book. The guys managed to hold off the bleeding before they flew her back over here and took her to the hospital. I was so happy when the doctors said she was going to be okay. There were some complications but she should make a full recovery. Christian had to go into work but he left three security members with me. He added two extras: a woman named Prescott and another guy whose last name was Hunter. They were mine and the baby's guards along with Sawyer. Christian had Taylor and Ryans. The Greys also had security but they would only agree to one per person.
"Hey," I heard Ali's quiet voice.
I looked up at smiled at her, "Hey. How are you feeling?"
"High," she said, and we both laughed. "No, I'm numb. They have me on Percuset, Oxycodin and Morphine."
"At least you're okay," I tried to cheer her up. "Christian's housekeeper brought you some homemade soup. The doctors said you should hold off on solids and I didn't want you to eat the bland hospital food so I brought you something."
I moved her tray table close to her so she could eat when my phone rang. Christian bought me a new one. He bought me a new everything, actually. When I looked at my phone, Jason's name popped up on the screen. I was avoiding him. Kate had accepted the fact that we had a brother but I didn't. All this time...and he never tried to contact us. Yesterday, they sat me and Kate down and explained everything. It was a lot to swallow. I knew it wasn't all his fault because his dad never told him about Kate. But, then again...if his dad hadn't have left, my mom wouldn't have met Ray and wouldn't have had me. Maybe I could give Jason a chance but...I needed time.
"Who was that?" Ali asked, her hand shaking slightly as she lifted the spoon of soup to her lips.
Before I could even respond to her, Jason walked in. He froze when he saw Ali. She looked up and her eyes widened. I looked between them. They knew each other? Obviously, they did, because the way they were staring at each other...I felt like a third wheel.
"Jason?" Ali breathed.
"Ali...I..." he couldn't get a sentence out and I saw pain flash across her features.
"Get out, Jason. You're just going to make more excuses for yourself," she said, quietly, turning her attention back to her food but I had a feeling she lost her appetite.
"Ali, please-" he started but she shouted at him.
"Get out! I hate you! When I needed you the most, you left me to do what? Have a few parties and screw a few girls? I lost everything because of you! Everything!"
I placed a hand on Ali's arm to calm her down before leading Jason out. He was going to tell me how he knew my best friend and what he did to her because it sounded like they had an entire past together. As soon as one problem was solved, more came along. Nothing but more drama.
"What was that?" I demanded as soon as we were alone.
"It's a long story, Ana. One I'm not ready to tell," he said, pissed.
Oh no. He wasn't going to get angry with me. If anything, I'm the one that should be pissed. Not because of the thing with Ali but because of him not telling me who he really was. I thought he worked for Andrew, for God's sake. I looked over my shoulder at Sawyer, Prescott, and Hunter who were all at a certain position around the private waiting room area. Christian was making sure he had the best medical care for her and when she was discharged, he had an apartment waiting for her at Escala. It was a few floors down from the penthouse. But then her and Jason would be in the same building. I hoped she didn't kill him.
"You are not going to get pissed with me, Jason! Now, tell me why Ali looked like she was ready to kill you," I folded my arms across my chest.
"You're as stubborn as my dad said our mother was," he said and I rolled my eyes. "Fine...We were in law school together. She was in her first year and I was in my last. A friend of mine introduced us and we hit it off. We started messing around and Ali wanted more so I told her "sure, why not?" Everything was going great until...she got pregnant." My mouth dropped open but Jason continued, "She came to me, crying, but she was positive that we could make it work. I told her that I wasn't ready for a baby. She could either give it up for adoption or she could take care of the baby herself. I would give her child support every month but I didn't want to be father."
My hand was shaking. I really wanted to slap him but he needed to finish.
"Continue," I said, softly.
"Are you mad?" he asked and when I didn't answer, he just continued. "So she dropped out of college. When I graduated from law school, I paid someone to find her. They did and she was with another man. She was 5 or 6 months pregnant, by then."
"Another man? She told me she was in an abusive relationship..." I connected the dots.
Jason nodded and he couldn't make eye contact with me.
"Ana...you knew the man."
"Who?" I asked, shocked.
"The man that abused her was Andrew. You had just started getting serious with him, I think. He was fooling around with Ali. She didn't know he was married so don't get mad at her. When she asked him for more, he went ballistic. He said that he gave her everything she wanted and he treated her like a queen and she was just being ungrateful. She snapped back at him and his self-control just went out the window. He beat her so hard she lost the baby," Jason's eyes glistened and he looked at the ground; I reached over and placed a hand on his arm. "I tried to get in contact with her after that. When I found her, she was so...deppressed. I tried to be there for her but we both knew it was my fault. I was the reason she ran to Andrew and I was the reason she lost the only good thing in her life. Her parents never wanted her and they gave her up for adoption as soon as she was born. Ana...I know you probably hate me right now but I didn't know what I was doing...I'm sorry."
I may not have agreed with the choices my brother made but...he was still my brother. And people do things when they're young...you can't hold it against them. And I couldn't evn breathe right because it was Andrew. Andrew was the one that hurt my best friend. He was cheating on me even before we got married...but I wasn't really surprised considering the way he treated me now. And that was...three years ago so just when we started dating.
"I'm not the one you need to be saying sorry to, Jason. I don't care if she throws things at you and yells and screams but you say it over and over until she knows it's the truth. I owe her my life. She protected me and my baby. Andrew will never mean anything more to me than a mistake and I already knew he was screwing half of Seattle anyway so I'm not holding it against her. But, if you don't take care of her, I will break your nose. I may be small but I can still throw a mean right hook," I told him and he laughed. "Now go. I'll be back later."
He nodded and hugged me, whispering in my ear,
"I'm lucky to have you as a little sister."
I smiled and he let go of me before walking into the hospital room. I could be a good couples therapist.
Christian POV:
Ana walked into my office and smiled when she saw the ultrasound picture in front of me. I opened my arms to her and she sat on my lap. I was so glad she was back. Safe. And that the baby was okay.
"How's Alison?" I asked her, rubbing her stomach.
"Okay...her and Jason knew each other," she told me.
Yeah, that's why I sent him to the hospital. I told him to go tell Ana to come to my office and I knew that he would see her. Taylor told me everything that happened between them. It was sick that Andrew actually did that but I wasn't surprised. As far as I knew, if he came near my family, which now included Alison, I was going to be prepared. Ana looked up and kissed me, sweetly.
"We have an appointment tomorrow at 9:30 with an OB/GYN. I had to get a new one since my last one was in Colorado," she explained.
"Shit," I mumbled and she gave me a confused look. "I have an important video call with a Chinese delegate tomorrow at 9 and it'll last a couple of hours."
Her face fell and she tried to hide the disappointment but I could see it, "It's fine. I'll reschedule. It's important."
"No," I told her, firmly. "You and our child are my number one priority, okay? I'll reschedule my meeting. Nothing comes before the two of you."
Ana smiled and rested her head against my chest. I chuckled, quietly, when she fell asleep a few minutes later. We were up all last night, getting our bodies reaquainted with each other. I carried her, bridal-style to the couch in my office and laid her down. She stirred, moving her hand to her stomach. I kissed her head before sitting back at my desk to get a little more work done.
Elliot promised me the house would be ready by the weekend and I was planning on proposing when we got there. Since Ana's marriage wasn't legal, considering Andrew Blackwill was a fake, she didn't need to get a divorce and we could just elope. My mother would kill us but we could just wait until after she had the baby to have a big wedding ceremony. The last thing Ana needed anyway was the stress of planning a wedding. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with that woman and I would still love her just as much if we got married in T-shirts and jeans. At least we would still be a family. Kate helped me pick out the ring and everything already. It was 14 karats but not too out there. Kate said Ana would like something simple but I still wanted to give my girl everything she wanted and more.
"Sir, we have a problem," Taylor walked in.
Great. More things I needed to worry about it.
"What is it?" I sighed, running my hands over my face.
The next words that came out of Taylor's mouth shocked me to my core.
"Leo was murdered."
Just to remind you all, Leo is the P.I. Christian hired to find Ana. Please review. I hoped you guys liked that chapter. And, besides me, who loved the "laters, baby" part in the FSOG movie? :)
Rose xoxo
