AN: Thank you for all the reviews! They're seriously inspiration for the next chapter!

Chapter 10:

"Good job, you just locked the keys in the car! How do you expect to get back to work! Anastasia..." I rant, not noticing that Ana's close to tears because of my loud voice. Once I've gotten a measly amount of my anger out, I finally notice her in her state of sadness. Almost forgetting why I'm mad, I run over to her, wanting to console her.

"Ana baby, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. Please, no tears." I coo to her once she's wrapped in my arms and we're swaying back and forth in the parking lot. A small hiccup the only response I get.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry... I w-was just pl-playing aro-o-ound." She apologizes, and I immediately accept with a nod that I know she can't see. We stay wrapped up like this until her breathing evens out, and if it weren't for her wringing her hands on my back, I'd think she was asleep.

"I'll call Taylor." I say, trying to pull my phone out without letting her go.

"No, let's walk." she pauses, "And hold hands, it'll be cute." she finishes triumphantly for someone who was crying a minute ago. Look what she's reduced you to! Did you drop your balls somewhere between the restaurant and that "mind-blowing" kiss? I hear all of this in the back of my head, but I can't bring myself to care, or to want differently than just to please her by saying yes.

"C'mon, we can call your insurance later to get the car unlocked... Please?" Anastasia continues while pulling back to see my face, as if she can sense my inner debate.

I nod yes. I tell myself that it's only because it's easier, but I know it's because I love her.

The sun-challenging bright smile I receive tells me that it's worth it.

APOV:

Holy shit. Christian just agreed, after everything, to take the hard way and walk. I like where this is going! I think as I hurriedly walk over to grab his hand.

"Shall we?" Christian says, seeming as though he was never mad. I gladly play along, not wanting another episode of my tears.

We've just made it out of the parking garage when Christian breaks the silence. "How are the babies doing?" seeing the sincere look on his face, I almost lose my resolve right then and there.

"Honestly, they've been kicking my ass." Ending it with a chuckle to try and ease Christian's nerves.

"We can get you a massage therapist, or we can do yoga together or… or-" I directly cut him off with my hand.

"Babe, I'll be fine. That's part of pregnancy." We've already made it to a cross walk, and I can't help but remember when I fell and Christian caught me when we first met. It's seems as if Christian is reminiscing too, for I see his smile lines becoming more prominent as his lips stretch into a grin.

As soon as the light signals we can walk, Christian hurries to cross, but stops in the middle.

"Christian… you can't just stop in the middle of the-" But I'm directly cut off with a searing kiss from Christian that feels like its cutting off all thoughts and reasoning.

He pulls away just before I can slip my tongue into his mouth. "You said you wanted to start over. Consider this the real first kiss." I'm so shocked, I place my hands on his face to bring it back down to mine, but I'm interrupted by the honk of a car horn. Remembering our surroundings, I reluctantly separate myself from my date and make the rest of the trip across the street, Christian trailing behind me the whole way.

"This is it; this is where we part ways…" I say, trailing off at the end. Without speaking, Christian embraces me in a hug, ending it with a kiss on the cheek, and a wave before turning to walk back to the restaurant. Mmm… look at that ass. I think before I can stop myself.

Stepping into the building, I already know I'm in trouble when I see Jack waiting by the reception desk, angrily staring at me. I see Claire the receptionist mouth Careful, he's steaming!, emphasizing it with hand motions.

"Ms. Ste- Mrs. Grey," Oh shit, a formal Jack is a mad Jack. "Would you like to explain to me why your over 90 minutes late back from lunch!" Hm… how about it's because I was going on a fake first date with my husband who could fire you without a second thought. But I know I could never say that to him without getting fired myself, even if my husband does own the company.

"I lost track of time because I was on my Ipad." I try to lie, knowing I'm not the best at it.

"Bull shit, you left it on your desk before you left." Crap, I'm screwed. Without another word he motions me to follow him to his office. Suspiciously, I follow him.

"Sit." I do.

"Anastasia, how long did you really think you could hide from me?" he says, and I'm utterly confused as to what he's talking about.

"You can't do this, not when I'm your boss. You can't- lust after me like this." At this point, I'm barely holding in a chuckle. "Trust me, I want you too, but what would that look like to the co-workers?"

"Wait, Jack. I'm married! I don't want you, no offense."

"Yeah, keep on telling yourself that. And don't yell at me young lady, or I'll have to do something about that snappy mouth of yours." Oh god, on Christian, that would've been sexy, but with him, I'm near gagging.

"Are you threatening me?"

"No, because secretly, you want me to kiss you." And with that, he stands right in front of the chair I'm sitting in, pulls me to my feet, and tries to wrap his arms around my waist. Blip and Junior do a flip in disgust making me more nauseous than before.

"Jack, Jack… Listen to me, we're just friends." I try to reason as his lips get closer to mine. Finally, I have to get physical. As use as much room as I have left to wind my arm back, and slam my fist right into his jaw. He retreats away from me as quickly as he can, holding his jaw.

Shit, I think I broke some knuckles. He got the worst of it though, damn girl! My inner-self compliments me. "I quit. I'm sorry Jack, but I can't work with someone who wants me when I'm married." I say before quickly exiting his office.

Thank God I drove myself here today. I think as I get to my car, trying to jostle all my stuff I took from my office and find my keys in my purse. Finally hearing their jingle as I get close to them and find them, I quickly unlock my car, and put my things in the passenger seat.

Once safely out of the parking lot, I drive like a bat of hell to get to Christian's tower in the sky. Oh god, I'm gonna cry… and I don't even have a reason to. To hell with reasons! You just quit your dream job, and your boss came onto you when you're married and pregnant! Let it flow, bitch!

Thankfully, by the time I reach that conclusion, I'm only a street away from- home. Yes, its home.

CPOV:

Anastasia…

Ana…

Mrs. Grey…

It's all I can think about since our date. Walking with her…. It made me feel so… cherished, normal, loved. I find myself dozing off to thoughts of her.

I'm awakened by my phone ringing on my night stand. The main desk in Escala's calling…

"Grey." I snap, angry that they interrupted my, for once, dreamless sleep without Anastasia.

"Sir, you have someone repeatedly putting in your code incorrectly down at the parking structure. It's a woman, brown hair. Do you know her?"

I know its Anastasia; she's the only woman I ever gave the code to. She must've forgotten. "Yes, that's my wife. I'll go let her in; thank you." I say with a completely new tone.

Hanging up, I hustle downstairs to meet her. When I open the door, I'm met with two devastated and watery eyes. I nearly break for her.

"Christian? Oh Christian…" She says, before embracing me with one of the tightest hugs I've ever received from her. I'll kill whoever did this to her…

AN: God, this took forever to come up with. Merry Christmas! I loved thinking of all the outcomes and reactions! Review? I finally reached 100, and I really wanna try and get 125 before I post Chapter 11?