A/N: Hello lovely readers! I'm back! I tried to improve my story for the past week and I hope that you'll like it.

As always thank you so much for the kind words of review a to this story. Without any more explanation, please enjoy the story!

We all thank EL James for all the lovely characters and that all mistakes are mine.

CHAPTER 9

ANA POV

16 November 2012

I am bouncing on my feet as the professor dismisses the class. In 4 hours we are flying back to Seattle for our Thanksgiving holiday.

Since the three of us are heading to the airport together, Christian says its better to call the cab and keep the car in the garage instead of parking it in the airport. Kate will be meeting us at the airport and we will check in together. I hope she will not be late and drive Christian insane. He hates tardiness and the last thing I want is to start the break with an arguement.

As expected we arrive before Kate. I send her a quick text to ask her location. 30 minutes passed but still no reply. I am starting to worry that something might have happen to her and that Christian becomes impatient and lose control.

His body language starts to show that he is getting antsy. Every few minutes he checks his watch and huffs in annoyance. I excuse myself to the bathroom but in reality I just need to move from their vision and give Kate a call.

She did not answer in my first attempt, but thankfully she picks up the second time.

"Hey Steele! What's up?" WHAT'S UP? You are up!

"Umm… aren't you suppose to meet us at 6 in the airport?" And it's almost 7 now! No wonder Christian is extremely restless. Even I am getting impatient here.

"What are you talking about?"

"I thought we are flying back to Seattle tonight?" Please don't tell me this is a sick joke she is playing on me.

"Didn't I tell you I moved my flight 2 days earlier? I want to see Elliot sooner so I decided to skip Thursday and Friday's class."

OH. MY. FRIGGIN. GOD. WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?! Okay Ana, keep your cool. Do not raise your voice or this will end up messy. Patience is the key to success.

"Really? I don't remember. Did you tell me over text or call or when we met?"

"I remember telling yo… Wait… Did I tell you or was it Elliot I was talking to over the phone…?" I really want to bang my head against the wall right now, and probably jab her ditzy brain with a meat fork.

I think my silence answer her question. "Shit, Ana! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that. I'll see you here in Seattle? I told my mom I'll be back in Seattle with you so I'll meet you around the baggage claim area!"

Even if I got mad, it won't solve anything. What's done is done. I just need to suck it up and forget about this whole drama. I am so not looking forward to tell the siblings about it.

"Sure. I'll see you later tonight." I hang up the phone and do not wait for her reply. I try to take several deep breath to calm myself down before I announce the whole "confusion" and make my way back to the seating area where Christian and Mia are both busy with their own phones on hand.

Once close enough, I gather my most neutral voice out. "Kate's not coming with us." I calmly extend my hand, grab my luggage, take out my ticket and passport, and make my way towards the check in counter without waiting for them.

"What? Why?" Christian asks as he and Mia quickly follow suit in a rush manner.

"Apparently Kate has been in Seattle for TWO DAYS and has been holed up in Elliot's apartment. She told her family that she will be flying back to Boston WITH ME and she will be waiting for us in the baggage claim area and pretend she just land with US." I pretend to look uninterested and pick on my nails but I am well aware that my face looks like I am about to burst into an angry flame.

"WHAT? And she didn't even tell you?" Mia huffs in annoyance. I think she is starting to get pretty much over Kate's drama.

"She THOUGHT she told me, turns out she was telling Elliot." I try very hard to keep my anger at bay.

Obviously Christian is very pissed, how can he not? I am a little aggravated with her behavior lately as well. Maybe the reason behind all of these silly act is because she is in love? Is that why she has the woozy brain right now?

The plane boards in an hour. Mia drag the both of us around the airport looking at different kinds of branded bags and gifts in the duty free area I am honestly very intimidated with these kind of things.

Although Mia doesn't seems the snobbish type, I know most of her things are expensive and branded. She ends up buying a new bottle of perfume for Grace and a bottle of aged whiskey for Carrick before we board the plane.

It was a long flight and I end up cuddling with Christian and fell asleep not long after they take off. I feel so drained even though I am still in my first semester. I can't imagine how Christian manages to juggle work, assignment and me at the same time.

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I surpass a yawn as we wait for out luggage in the baggage claim and I still haven't spot Kate anywhere. 10 minutes in and we have our own luggage on hand but we still haven't spot Kate. This means that Elliot is not here to pick up Christian and Mia yet.

All thoughts and worry went flying off the roof when I hear my dad calls my name and I ran into his arms. I miss him so much especially now that I am home with him again.

"Oh, Annie. I miss you, pumpkin."

"I miss you too daddy." We continue to hug while Christian and Mia join us. I see Christian drags my suitcase alongside of his and I am instantly embarrassed for neglecting it. If Christian was not there someone could've stole it.

"Mr. Steele." Christian greets him with a handshake and bubbly Mia hugs him like he is her own dad.

"Ana! Where is Kate?" I heard Ethan's voice behind my dad. Oh shit I totally forgot about Kate when I heard my dad.

"She went to the restroom first because she drank too much soda in the plane." Mia smoothly lies. THANK YOU! I am good at lying, but I don't feel like lying to Ethan right now.

"She may be in there for a while, the line was too long so I passed." Again, smooth cover thanks to Mia.

"Then lets wait up for her." My dad worries about everybody so he wants to make sure everybody gets home safely.

I send Kate a text to tell her brother she is held up in the long toilet queue when she got here.

We waited for a solid 30 minutes before we spot Kate as she makes a beeline towards us.

"Sorry guys, the queue was super long but I couldn't hold it any longer. Hey Ray!" and proceed to give my dad a friendly hug before she greets her brother.

"Elliot is waiting in the car so we got to go now." Christian announces after a while.

I quickly move to Christian and he hugs me tightly.

"It's going to be a long week without having you to sleep beside me. I'll call you tonight?" he whispers in my ears.

"You better. Bye." He gives me a sweet, short kiss and head towards our own car.

Thankfully dad did not say anything about the kiss, but he lingers on the topic while we are driving home.

"So, you and Christian are still together?" I roll my eyes and look away.

"Yes, daddy. We are together."

"Alright… just making sure that everything is fine, that he is treating you right, and most importantly my daughter is happy."

He is never sentimental, so when he says stuff like these I always feel so cherished and cared.

"Of course he is, if he doesn't you'll be the first one to know."

And we move on into a lighter conversation about school and his work.

"By the way, Grace invited us to join Thanksgiving with the Greys." I'm surprised by the offer because Christian did not tell me anything.

"Really? Are you sure it's okay?"

"Yes. She said the more the merrier." He proceeds to tell me his fishing trip with Carrick and how he loves his intricate woodwork and ordered a new cupboard for Grace's china collection. I'm so proud of him and happy that he is doing well to survive alone here. I hope he doesn't have too much junk food or take out.

I spend the weekend catching up with dad. I went to the morning market with my dad and bought lots of fresh ingredients of my dad's favorite and cook a feast for lunch. I know I cook too much, but as long as he is happy, I'll be happy. I think I will be making some boxes of food to be frozen before I leave to Boston so that he can reheat it when I go back to school.

Its quite late and I am really tired. I had been texting Christian on and off the whole day. Even though it's the Thanksgiving break the whole week, it seems that Christian is still working hard without catching any break. Mia texted me earlier if I want to go shopping tomorrow. I give her the okay because I want to buy something nice for Christian since he work too hard. I would love to spend the break with Christian but I know that I am asking for too much. I should be thankful that he has some time to spare for me lately.

As I turn off my lights to sleep, my phone ring and Christian's picture pop on the front screen. I quickly pick up the call and slide under the bed comforter to get more comfortable while I talk to him.

"Hey beautiful." He greets me. I snort at the nickname.

"How would you know I'm beautiful right now? I could be using a burlap sack right now you know."

"Well, I prefer you naked but a burlap sack will not stop you from being beautiful." Sometimes I'm embarrassed by his audacity of voicing those compliments, but a small part of me is so happy there is someone who truly finds me beautiful as I am. I don't wear make up and dress in designer clothes, just plain old me. This is one reason I always get flattered whenever Christian compliments me no matter how cheesy it is. Really though, which girl doesn't get flattered when her hot as hell boyfriend compliments her?

"So how was your weekend?"

"Pretty mundane. I work in my bedroom the whole day and I miss you so much. We are usually together especially on weekends. Did you have a good time with your dad?"

"Mmmhmm… I feel bad for him because he must've been lonely everyday. Even with the two of us this house is too quite. I don't know how he survived being alone in this house. I hope he finds himself a girlfriend soon or he'll die lonely. Thankfully your parents had been very nice to him and asked him to join dinner a few times. Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? They are as lonely as he is, baby. I think my parents are lonelier that yours. They used to have mischievous Elliot, noisy Mia and moody me in the house. The empty silent house is driving them crazy. Your dad is doing a huge favor for my parents. All he talks about the whole day is the fishing trip he took with your dad and he wish to do it more often. They watch football together on weekends."

"I'm glad. I just hate that he is alone here. I'm still thankful though. So I'm going go shopping with Mia tomorrow. Want to join?" Obviously he won't because shopping with Mia is extremely exhausting and stressful. If I have to choose to go shopping with Mia or sit and do nothing with Christian, I'll choose the latter.

"As much as I would like to help Mia with her shopping, I have tons of work to finish by tomorrow. I'll be meeting with Ros tomorrow and hopefully we will acquire this small failing business at max in two weeks."

"Okay. I'll give you a good luck kiss the next time we meet." For the sake of all sanity, I hope that this deal will be a successful one. He has work too hard to fail at this point.

"Oh, Miss Steele, I think I earn more than a kiss from my princess." I giggle at his statement.

"I'll be the judge whether you deserve more or not. But for now, I really need to sleep." I say, and right on queue a big yawn escape my mouth.

"Okay, baby. Sleep tight and dream of me."

"I definitely will, Mr. Grey. Good night."

I was on the edge of falling asleep when I remember Kate has not replied to my text earlier if she would like to join us shopping tomorrow. Mia had given her okay for me to invite Kate along. I check my phone one last time to make sure I did not miss any text from Kate, but there wasn't any. So I turn off my phone and go to sleep.

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I was surprise to see Elliot and Mia waiting for me outside of my house. Mia told me earlier that it would be easier if she picks me up rather than catching the bus to meet her.

"Where is Kate?" I direct the question to Elliot.

"She said she is meeting with her high school friends. I'm surprised you didn't join her." He wonders in confusion. Well, I am not exactly best friend with her cheerleading and football buddies. And its not like I want to hangout with any of them anyways.

"I didn't know. I asked her yesterday if she want to join us today but she didn't reply." I totally understand that she wants to hangout with her friends, but a text to tell me she's busy would be nice.

"So Ana!" Mia quickly changes the topic. "Today we are shopping to buy a few essentials for our visit to the orphanage on Thanksgiving." No wonder Christian didn't give me his usual 'fuck no' answer last night. He knew it was for the charity.

"We have a tradition to spend our thanksgiving dinner with children who are less fortunate than us. We will have a normal family lunch and then prepare for the big dinner. We do the usual thanksgiving dinner, but with the children who doesn't have family anymore. It's the least we can do to make their thanksgiving better."

Oh my, that is very thoughtful of them. I don't consider myself as a bad person, but hearing how thoughtful and generous their family is makes me feel like a bad person who doesn't consider other people's feelings. Yes I never purposely try to make someone's live hard, but I never exactly make another's live better either.

So here I am, getting more and more excited of this shopping trip. I ask them what they usually do. It is just like normal thanksgiving dinner of eating roasted turkey, gravy, Brussels sprouts, mash potatoes, green beans, dinner rolls, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie, but in larger quantity.

"We are getting the turkey today because we need to get around 6 big turkeys. We usually bring half of it for dinner with the orphanage and half will be sent to the Coping Together Shelter."

"What is the Coping Together Shelter?" I ask curiously.

"It is a foundation that our parents created 15 years ago to support abusive and traumatized individuals of any age. They made it in honor of Christian." Huh? Why Christian?

"What happened to Christian?"

"Umm… that's not something we should tell you. He should tell you himself." Elliot dismiss the conversation in an instance, afraid that Mia will overstep Christian's boundary. I know better not to ask personal questions. Christian will tell me when the time is right.

"Ana you should totally come over and help us prepare for thanksgiving feast on the eve. You should also stay over! This is going to be so fun!"

Mia's excitement brought a big smile to my face and I enthusiastically nod in affirmation.

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"RISE AND SHINE!" Who the heck?!

I try to open my eyes and see that it is 9 in the morning before I feel a big plop on the other side of my bed. I turn and see that it is Kate and she looks… too cheerful in the morning. She usually wakes up at 11 on holidays so I am very surprised she is here bright early AND happy.

"Lets go out today Ana! We haven't got the chance to hangout since we are back in Seattle."

"Um… sure. Let me just shower and get dress. What do you want to do today?" I rub my morning sleepiness from my eyes and stretch my body. It is getting too cold as winter is approaching and at time like this I miss Christian's warm chest when I wake up. His body really does emit some kind of heat.

"ANA!"

"Huh?"

"You are spacing out! Come on! I want to get breakfast first!" Right, I need to get ready now.

30 minutes later we are sitting in a breakfast café and I am really digging into this ham and cheese baguette. I take one sip of my English Breakfast Tea before I question Kate of her morning energy.

"Why are you so energized this morning especially during a holiday?"

"I am purely excited I'm meeting my best friend after one week of not seeing you." She says. Well, we could've meet if you did not move your flight forward. Oh well, no reason to rehash old problem.

"Lets watch Breaking Dawn Part 2! After that I want to find new clothes for Thanksgiving dinner. Can I come over around 9 pm? I don't want be around family gatherings. They will just bitch me up and ask on my school progress." Shit. How should I tell her that I'm spending Thanksgiving night with the Greys at the orphanage? Well, there is no harm done in asking her to join. Mia did say the more the merrier.

"Um… my dad and I are spending Thanksgiving day with the Greys. They have this tradition to celebrate Thanksgiving dinner in an orphanage." I slowly explain and try not to freak her out. I don't think Elliot invited her to join the Grey's for Thanksgiving. As I expected her face falls instantly, which I assume is because Elliot did not invited her. But she told me they did not define themselves as a couple yet.

"Oh. Um… okay. So you are that close already with the Greys, huh?" Her tone instantly change into a playful one, but I know that she is just masking her disappointment that I am not available for her to run away from her family.

"Yeah, actually neither Christian nor Mia invited me." I try my best to make her feel better.

"Who did?"

"Carrick, their father, invited my dad a few weeks ago. They've been close since they were introduced and went to several fishing trips and watch football together." I think Kate's expression indicates she is feeling much better to know that it is my dad who was originally invited, not me. As long as I don't give too much room for her thoughts to wander, it's fine. I don't want her to hate me because I get better treatment from the siblings even though she is dating one of the siblings as well.

The movie was fine. I personally love romance stories, but honestly werewolves and vampires freak me out a bit. But Kate seems so smitten with the idea of being bitten by the Cullens. I think I prefer to live a simple humble life as a human.

We have gone to dozens of shops and Kate has yet to buy any clothes in the past 4 hours and I am getting tired already. She had probably tried tens or hundreds of them but it seems that there are just a problem in every single one of them. Too lose, too tight, weird angle, weird pattern, ugly color, fat thigh, too long, too expensive, too skanky. I classify myself as a picky shopper, but I had bought myself a new cream cable knitted sweater and a new grey scarf for Christian. She did say my sweater looks like a gift from granny.

"URGH! Why are the collections so last season? Nothing fits me right in all these shops. Whatever. Lets get dinner before we head home."

"Good idea. Where do you want to eat tonight?"

"Lets go to Zig Zag Café! I want to have some drinks before I have to face my shitty brother again."

I learnt my lesson the last time I got drunk, so I ordered myself the Greek lasagna while Kate ordered the deviled egg and Greek salad.

Kate has a habit of over ordering food and end up wasting them. Sometimes I feel bad and end up finishing them. I hate wasting food because I remember there was a time when my dad and I didn't have decent meal on the table. Another of her bad habits is that she is quite picky. If she hates strawberries, she will leave the strawberries to waste. I often volunteer to finish it up and I don't care the disgusted look she gives me, as long as it will not go to waste. I know that she will not finish the deviled egg because it contains mayonnaise and she limits herself in eating fatty food.

Since neither of us is driving, we both decided to order a drink and I will strictly keep myself at 1 drink only. I want to be a responsible drinker and pay attention to my already low limit.

I got home around 11 and in my slightly tipsy state I call Christian. I miss his voice, his presence, his everything, and going home to my empty room instead of Christian's bed is making me in a worse mood than ever.

"Hello?" I heard his sleepy voice through the receiver.

"Chris? Are you asleep?" I half whisper.

"Hmmm… what's wrong, baby? And why are you whispering?" shit, I feel bad for waking him up. I didn't mean to, he is usually awake at this time. I guess he is extremely tired.

"Nevermind, go back to sleep. See you tomorrow."

"Okay… I'll see you tomorrow." I quickly end the call so he can go back to sleep. Even through the short conversation I feel much better and miss him less. My mind starts to wonder about our future and soon I drift into slumber.

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I arrive at the Greys around noon. I have never been to the Greys and I can't keep my gaping mouth close. This is the true definition of a mansion. It is not as big as the Kardashians' but it sure is very chic and modern and grand. The driveway and circular entrance with the fountain seems like it is cut out of some architecture magazine. This house can easily fit 8 to 10 bedrooms most likely. No wonder Mia said they have three built – in oven in their kitchen. Their kitchen must be massive.

Grace, Mia and Christian greet me by the door and Christian pulls me for a quick kiss before Grace can pull me into a hug. I shyly look away because I am awfully embarrassed to be kissed in front of Grace. Grace goes on to finish her duty in the kitchen while Christian once again claim myself into his arms.

I feel someone yank me out of Christian's embrace and I see Mia glaring at Christian and Christian return the courtesy with an equal icy glare. Okay… What had happen in two days?

"Mom! Ana is sleeping in my room tonight right?" Mia shouts across the hall, trying to emphasize the word my.

"Of course, darling. That is, if Ana wishes to. She can sleep in the guestroom as well. We have spare bedrooms upstairs."

I look at Christian's face and he is grinding his teeth and looks so pissed while Mia gives him a smirk.

As Mia drags me up to her room, Christian follows us. Once we are a safe distance from the kitchen Christian bursts.

"WHAT the hell Mia?! I said I'll give you $100 to let Ana sleep in my room!" Huh? Is that why they are fighting?

"I don't think that's a fair bargain Christian. And I miss Ana I want to sleep with Ana." Mia has a smug look on her face, making me realise she is toying with Christian. Uh oh.

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm tight on money right now. What do you want?" Christian said irritably.

"I'm not asking for money, dearest brother. You know very well what I want. If you can't agree to it, then forget that I'll let Ana into your room tonight." She smirks and pulls me into her room, slam the door right in front of Christian's face and lock it well.

"What the hell was that, Mia?" I raise my right brow and point at the door.

"When Christian heard you are spending Thanksgiving Eve with us, he asked me to help him get you into his room at night. I said I would, on one condition. All I ask from him is Barney Sullivan's number and to introduce us but he is so adamant that I am too young to date. Thus why I won't give you up easily. You have to convince Christian for me PLEASE! We are basically the same age and I AM STILL A VIRGIN, ANA!"

"WHAT?! YOU? A VIRGIN?" I can't describe how surprise I am by this new piece of information.

"Why are you so surprised? I mean, Look at my situation! Christian is always breathing under my neck and Elliot always threaten all boys that comes 2 miles radius near me!"

Well, that I can totally understand. But she looks like a supermodel and she is extremely gorgeous!

"I'll try to convince Christian, okay? Chill out, Mia! For now let's just help Grace in the kitchen." I try to ease her. Christian better give in or I can't sleep with him tonight.

We are standing in this massive kitchen located outside of the main house and it looks like Whole Foods had moved in this house. Grace is really going all out on the food. She is stirring the cranberry sauce in a big saucer pan.

"Oh! Hi girls. Would you mind helping me mix the brine for the turkey? I just finish measuring the ingredients. The brining buckets are right outside the walk in refrigerator and I've placed them over the trolley so you can easily move them. Just push them in the fridge after you are done and leave it till tomorrow."

"Ooooh! I love brining the birds. Lets go Ana!"

I can't believe my eyes they actually have a walk-in refrigerator. It's like a restaurant here!

"Our family host a lot of parties and big family gatherings. That's why dad bought this monster so that Mom can store all the food and leftovers. The Coping Together Committee often held a big cook out for homeless shelter at least once a month. It is the true purpose of this extended kitchen, so that we don't make a mess inside the house and cook to our hearts content here."

These generous people amaze me everyday. Mia starts to mix the brine ingredient while I wash the birds in the large sink. There are a total of 6 large turkeys. Dad and I had never have turkey this big. It is always just the two of us. Sometimes, we only feast on chicken because turkey is just too big.

Once the turkey is done, Mia and I start to help Grace in making pies. Grace wants to have different variations of pies instead of the classic pumpkin pies. So we are making salted caramel pecan pie, apple pie, pumpkin pie, cranberry pie, and tatin pie. She realize that not everybody like pumpkin so she wants to make sure everyone get their fair share of pies they like.

It takes Mia and I the whole afternoon and evening to finish all pies while Grace prepare the brussel sprouts, green beans and peel all potatoes. Christian sneaks into the kitchen once in a while to steal a kiss frok me and to steal a few ingredients here and there. Elliot try to do the same but got caught red handed by Grace and he got an earful of lecture from Mommah Bear.

We get pizza for dinner and Christian pulls me aside and declares that he want to give a tour of the grounds for me.

I take off my shoes and enjoy the prickle feeling of the grass under my feet as we walk around the property.

"Your house is very beautiful," I compliment.

"Its my parent's house. One day, I'll buy a house just like this for us." Us? The thought of us living in this kind of house warms my heart. I don't say anything. I just pray to God that it will come true.

"Come on. I want to show you the boathouse." Christian said while he held my hands and guides me towards the boathouse.

"Christian, do you want me to sleep in your room tonight?"

"Of course, Ana." He said and give me a 'like you need to ask' face.

"Why are you so against Mia to go on a date, then? At least she is asking for your help instead of going behind your back with some punk."

"She is too young." He sounds very petulant like a boy, but I won't back down. I want to sleep with him and if possible have sex with him. It's been too long and I miss his cock inside of me. He has made me into this sex-crazed monster.

"She is the same age as I am! How can she be too young?" I look at Christian and he seems to be very conflicted with this revelation. Its like he has not figure out we are the same age and here I am having a good sex life with him.

"At least you know Barney. I think the point of Mia being so persistent to be with him is because she knows you know him well enough and at a certain degree you trust him. Give them a chance. Mia is serious that she will not let me stay in your room and cover for us tonight if you don't give her a chance with Barney."

There is a moment of silent before he relents. "Fine. You are a very good negotiator, Ms Steele." He gives me a salacious grin before he throws me on his shoulder and spanks my ass cheek. I yelp in surprise before he dash into the boathouse. He really does love throwing me on to his shoulder.

He locks the door and put me down. Before I got the chance to check my surrounding, he attacks my mouth and we are basically tongue fighting by this point.

"You have to pay me back with something, baby."

"What would sir like?" I say in my most sexy sultry voice. I hear him growl and feel his erection pushing through my stomach.

"On your knees." He commands. I obey him and lower myself to level my eyes on his erection. The Halloween sexcapade made me realize how much I love when he commands me during our sexy time.

"Undo my pants." I slowly undo his jeans and pull his boxers down causing his erection to spring free and hit my nose. Oh god, he smells so good. A mixture of sex and masculinity. And it seems to allure me to give a good sucking. I haven't got the chance to lick before he steps back causing me to miss my intended target. I am irritated because he denies my desire.

"Nu – uh, Ms. Steele. Such a naughty little girl you are. Do you want to suck me so badly?"

"YES! PLEASE SIR!" I beg shamelessly, I don't even know who I am anymore.

"Put your tongue out." I do as he said and he spanks my tongue with his thick member twice and it turns me on so much I am panting. I try to capture it with my mouth but Christian is faster and pulls on my hair before he push his entire thick long dick into my mouth. I moan when I feel it hits the back of my throat and suck it with passion.

I know we don't have all the time we want so I let Christian to have free reign on this scene. I suck him as best as I can and I know he is getting close. He pulls out of me and quickly pulls me up. He doesn't even bother taking my panties off and just push it to the side before he push himself into me and we both groan in relief of the contact. I thank whoever invents skirts.

Christian lifts me up and I circle my leg around his waist before he push me against a glass cabinet and fucks me standing up. We are panting and moaning with satisfaction. This is a new position for us and I am going crazy with pleasure overload right now.

"I love it when you wear a mini skirt and stockings. Your legs look so damn fine and fuckable." I don't even bother thinking of a respond and just focus on the impending orgasm that is about to rip off me.

We both climaxed together with a lot of incoherent moans before we try to clean ourselves at best.

Once I get my breathing under control, I check on my surrounding and see that I was actually leaning on a glass cabinet full of trophies. I squint to see the labeling through the dark and it mentions about rowing winner and stuff.

"Whose trophies are these?" I ask.

"Mine." He simply says while he is putting back his pants on.

"You are in the rowing team?" Another amazing achievement from this amazing man.

"Yup. My grandfather suggested to find an activity to put my extra aggression into something positive. He said that he was in the rowing team as well and it was a good memory. So I tried, but it was more for his sake than mine." At least now I know how he got his buffed arms.

I am thankful that no one seems to be keeping track of our whereabouts. Carrick and Elliot are glued to the football match and Grace has retired to her room. We are about to tiptoe back to Christian's room in the attic when we heard someone clearing her throat behind us. My heart is hammering a million times a second before we turn and see it was just Mia.

"Where are you two going? Ana, as I recall you are sleeping in MY room."

"Well Mia, Ana had convinced me to allow you to see Barney. Don't make me regret my decision."

"REALLY? THANK YOU CHRISTIAN! AND I LOVE YOU ANA!"

"SHHHH! Lower your voice down!" Christian says indignantly.

"Well, she is all yours. Have a great night! Don't play too rough or people will hear you!" She says and saunters back to her room.

We quickly make our way to Christian's room which is in the attic. He tells me when he was in his moody phase he wants isolation, thus his choice of room in the attic. He made it like a living quarter up here. It is very manly inside and I can't help to admire some posters that he plastered across the wall.

"I can't believe you are a Backstreet Boys and Westlife fan!"

"I do have a good music taste, Ms. Steele." He cheekily replies.

I was looking at his study desk and a photo caught my attention. It is a photo of a girl with a pale complexion. She has a long copper hair and blue eyes.

"Who is she?" I ask out of curiosity. Christian seems to freeze and become silent for a while.

"Um… you don't need to answer if you don't want to." I quickly said. I don't want to ruin the mood.

"No, I think it's time for you to know anyways. That is my birth mother. She was a crack whore and died of overdose when I was 4. Her pimp used to burn me with cigarettes. That is why I have touch issues. I always feel a burning feeling whenever someone touches my chest or back where he used to burn me. That pretty much sums up my fucked up past." he said. Oh my poor baby. No kid is supposed to experience a horrible start of life. My eyes are wet from my tears but he quickly wipes it away.

"Ana, I don't want you to cry for me. It's in the past and it's over. I had moved on from it. Three days later an angel in white dressing saved my life and I am forever grateful and honored to be able to call her my mom." He is talking about his mother and describes her as his angel. I am so glad Grace saved him or I won't meet this wonderful man standing in front of me.

"Is that why she make this Coping Together shelter?" Christian nods in confirmation of my curiosity. I hug him tightly trying to convey all of my feelings.

"I love you." I said sincerely.

"And I you, baby."

The heavy conversation is forgotten and we spend the rest of the night making love in his childhood bedroom.

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The alarm blares loudly around 5 indicating that I should return to Mia's room in case his parents come to wake us up and bust our rendezvous. I'm too tired to move because Christian decided its wise to wake up at 3 am to have sex.

I know Christian heard the alarm as well but he doesn't want to let go of my waist.

"Christian. Let me go. I need to go back to Mia's room." I urge in my half conscious state.

"Hm… please stay baby." He tries to coax me back to bed, but I am not risking anything here and push him off me. Without saying another word I tiptoe my way out of Christian's room and sneak into Mia's room and get under the cover of the empty side of her bed.

"Wake up Ana! Its 10 and I've let you sleep as long as I can." Mia gently coaxes me out of bed.

"Ray arrived half an hour ago and he will get suspicious if you don't wake up soon. Come on!" she gently pushes me again.

"I'm up!" just the mention of my dad makes me jump off the bed and into the en suit bathroom. I quickly splash cool water and brush my morning breath away and join the rest of the family in the dining room.

I can't believe Christian look so… fresh. He doesn't look like someone who spent the whole night having sex with his girlfriend at all.

"Good morning guys." I greet everyone and take a seat at the only seat left which is beside Elliot. Everyone bit me good morning back.

"Tea or coffee, dear?" Grace asks and I wholeheartedly pick tea. I need my morning booster.

"How does a cheese and mushroom omelette sounds?"

"That sounds lovely, Grace. Thank you." It sounds divine.

I slowly sip the tea and I can feel Elliot is staring at me with a goofy face. I turn to face him and give him a "What" look.

"It seems the little lady is working quite the appetite this morning." Is all he said with a wider grin on his face. I freeze at my seat and slowly give him a death glare and kick his leg to shut up.

"OUCH! Alright! I'll stop." THANK YOU. I take a quick glance at my dad and I see he is giving me a weird look. Urgh, please don't make him suspect anything.

"We gossip the whole night Elliot. We are girls. We talk a lot." I really want to run and kiss Mia RIGHT NOW.

"But you guys sleep together everyday in your dorm?" Elliot Grey is digging a deeper grave by the minute. And I'll personally bury that grave myself!

"Exactly! We are so used to sleep together everyday that we miss not talking every night this week." Mia state as a matter of fact. She is good at this game.

"That's enough, Elliot. Leave the girls alone." Carrick interrupt the sibling banter and effectively ending the conversation as Grace put the omelet in front of me. When no one is looking at me, I stick my tongue out at Elliot in annoyance and Christian silently chuckle to himself. Annoying bastard.

We are starting the day with making dinner rolls and stuffing for the turkey. The guys huddle in the living room to watch football again except for Christian who is busy working in his room.

It is almost 3 in the afternoon now and I am starting to get a little bit hungry. Grace offers to make everyone sandwich but I quickly volunteer so that she doesn't have to leave whatever she is doing at the moment.

"I'm sorry Ana. Gretchen our housekeeper had asked for a leave in this busy holiday and I have to trouble you a lot."

"Its nothing, Grace. I don't mind helping around. I should be thanking you for welcoming us to join the festivities." I answer sincerely. She is too kind.

"Nonsense. The more the merrier." And the three of us share a happy laugh while I start to ensemble the sandwiches.

I plate up two sandwiches and excuse myself to bring the food up to Christian's room. I bring along a bottle of juice and water to keep him hydrated as well.

The attic on the third floor is a long way up. I am panting when I finally arrive in front of his door. I take a few deep breaths before I knock his room and enter. It seems that Christian is lost in his work that he did not even hear me entering. I don't want to scare him so I clear my throat to catch his attention.

"Hey, baby. What are you doing up here?"

"I just want to give you this so you will be energized when working. Here, drink the water first." I give him the bottled water and he chug the whole thing in one go. He really is thirsty.

"Thank you, baby."

"Um… so I'm going to leave first because we still have a lot to do downstairs. I'll see you in a bit." We give each other a quick kiss and I make my way downstairs and start to check on the turkey before I start on the mash potatoes. Mia and Grace have busied themselves with the green beans and brussel sprouts. We are right on schedule and will be heading to the orphanage at 5.

Once done packing up, the three of us head to our bedrooms to clean up and change. I decided to wear the new sweater I bought a few days ago and put on a little bit of make up. I grab Christian's new scarf and dash to his room to give him the gift. When I enter his room, we both look so surprised because we are actually matching. He is also wearing a cream cable knit sweater and a pair of jeans. I grin dumbly to myself before Christian pulls me into a sweet innocent kiss.

"I bought this scarf the other day for you. Do you like it?" I ask hopefully.

"I love it, baby. Thank you so much." And he gives me another kiss on my forehead. He takes the scarf from me and twists it around his neck. It looks… "Perfect. Thank you Ana." Once again I am grinning like a loon just because he wear the scarf I bought for him.

We are heading for our first stop, which is the Coping Together Shelter. We just need to drop off these foods so that everyone can enjoy their dinner on time. The parents are in the Porsche Cayenne in front of us with the turkeys inside while us kids are inside the Lexus SUV with the sides. Once we wish a good Thanksgiving to all tenants and drop off the foods, we head to the orphanage where we spend the night enjoying the feast and playing games with the children. This is truly an amazing night that will be hard to forget. Even Christian who is usually so uptight is seen to be entertaining a young boy who doesn't seems to get along with the rest of the children. This family is the epitome of rich, rich with love, care, and empathy. I hope I can stick around long enough to learn more of their generosity and caring mentality.

A/N: Please leave a review and tell me what you think ;)