Me and Mr. Grey…...part 11
Brenda arrived in Seattle a little later than she planned. She had planned on getting in that morning, but it ended up being that evening. She grabbed a rental at the airport, checked into the hotel, showered, changed, and headed to meet Diana at the bar.
Diana was waiting outside when she pulled up. She smiled when she saw her friend.
She got out and they hugged. It had been awhile, since they'd seen each other. About six months to be exact. Diana would come to LA, at least twice a year to see Brayden.
"I'm so glad you came early, I know you hated leaving Brayden."
"Yes, but he is in good hands." Brenda looked around. "So, who's here with us?"
"Nobody, just us. I needed a break from the wedding madness. So it's just you and me."
"Ok. Shall we?"
They head into the bar. They managed to find a table, and ordered a couple of cosmos, wings, and fries.
"Where is your husband to be?"
"Relaxing with Josh."
"How is Josh?"
"He's fine."
"Still big?"
"Yep and single."
"Good for him."
"Well, hopefully it could be good for the both of you. Josh is a nice guy Brenda, I think he liked you."
"I'm not interested in anyone."
Diana reached across the table, and grabbed her hand. "Let that anger go."
"Brenda?"
They both look up.
Brenda smiled. "Hi, how are you?"
Mia smiled. "Fine. How long have you been in Seattle?"
"Just got here."
"You live in California right?"
Brenda nodded. "Yes."
"You changed your hair color."
Brenda ran her fingers through her hair. "Yes, I added a couple of highlights."
"You look different, but still beautiful."
"Thanks, and you look good too."
"Thanks. How long are you going to be in town?"
"Till Sunday, my friend here, is getting hitched."
Mia looked at Diana. "Well, congratulations!"
Diana smiled. "Thanks."
Mia looked back at Brenda. "Well, I'm not going to keep you . I know you must have a lot of things to talk about. Take care Brenda."
"You to Mia, and say hello to your parents for me."
"I will. Bye."
Mia walked off, and over to a guy who was waiting on her. They head out the door.
Diana waited till they had left. "Well that wasn't awkward."
"Why would it be? I'm sure she has no idea, what went down between me and Christian. And I'm not going to be a b*tch to her, she can't help who she's related to."
Diana nodded. "True."
"Now tell me about your dress."
Diana's face lit up, as described her dress...
As soon as Mia got home, and said goodbye to her date, she pulled out her phone and dialed Christian's number. She didn't know if he knew Brenda was in town, but she was about to find out. She heard him answer.
"What do you want Mia?"
"Hello big brother, I just called to see how you were doing."
"I'm fine."
"Are you coming to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Don't I always? And stop making unnecessary small talk, just tell me what you want."
"Are you working?"
"Yes."
"You are always working. At the office?"
"No, I'm at home."
"Well, guess who I ran into?"
"I'll bite, who?"
"Brenda."
Christian stopped what he was doing. "Where?"
"Here, in Seattle. She was at a bar."
"Brenda is here in Seattle?"
"Yes, apparently her friend is getting married. And she's here for the wedding."
Christian got silent.
"Christian? Are you there?"
"Yes."
"Well, for some reason I thought you might want to know."
"Is there anything else?"
"No."
That news really caught him off guard.
"Christian, are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Ok, bye."
"Bye." Mia couldn't tell anything by that phone call. But he did seem genuinely shocked.…
Christian turned in his office chair, and stared out into the night sky...
It was late when Brenda made it back to the hotel. She didn't drink a lot, but she drunk enough. She called Julia to check on Brayden, he was fine, and sleeping. She told her, she'd call in the morning.
After hanging up with Julia, Brenda went into the bedroom, kicked off her shoes, then went into the bathroom to wash her face. After washing her face, she brushed her teeth. She took off her clothes, and pulled on some pajama pants and a tank. She climbed into bed, grabbed her phone, and looked at a picture of Brayden and Tango. She missed them already. She sighed, turned the light out, and laid back on the pillow. Minutes later she was asleep...
Brenda had been sleeping for about three hours, when she woke up to someone knocking. She didn't know if it was at her door or what? She sat up, and looked over at the clock. It was three thirty. She didn't get up, because she didn't hear it anymore. She eased back down on the pillow. Maybe she was dreaming? She closed her eyes. But then she heard it again. And someone was definitely knocking on her door. She got up, and walked towards the door. She was happy she put the safety lock on, she looked out the peephole. There he stood, Christian F*cking Grey. She stepped away from the door. He kept knocking. She started walking back to her bedroom, but she stopped. (F*ck him, I'm not going spend the next three or four days, avoiding his a**) She turned around and walked over to the door and opened it.
She glared at him. "What?"
He quickly looked her over. "I thought Mia, was f*cking with me, but here you are in the flesh."
"And your point?"
"I never thought I'd ever see you in Seattle again."
"What do you want?"
"Are you going to let me in?"
"Is that a trick question?"
"It's a direct question."
"Here is a direct answer. Hell No."
"That doesn't mean, I'm not coming in." He pushed her to the side, and walked passed her.
She let the door go, and it closed. "Don't ever touch me again. What do you want?"
"I haven't seen you since the day, you walked out of my office. When you told me you were pregnant."
"And you basically told me to go to hell."
"I didn't tell you that."
"Maybe not in those words."
"I'm assuming you had the baby?"
"Yep."
He nodded. "And the real father, you finally told him?"
"F*ck you Christian."
"F*ck you Brenda. And F*ck you for lying."
"F*ck you Christian, and I never lied to your a**!"
"So, you are trying to tell me that the baby-"
"He isn't a baby anymore, he is three."
Christian continued. "So you are trying to tell me he is really mine?"
"No he is mine, you just donated the sperm."
"Let's say I believe that sh*t. Why didn't you call me after he was born? We could have gotten a DNA test."
"I don't need a DNA test, and I don't care whether you know it or not. He doesn't need you. Now is that it? Because I'm tired of looking at you."
"Do you have a picture?"
"Plenty, but you don't need to see him. Just go back to your rich playboy life, and get the f*ck out of my room."
"Put me out."
"I'll call security and have them throw you're a** out, I'm sure they'd love that."
She walked over to the phone, and picked it up. He walked over, and snatched it out of her hand. "Brenda, stop acting crazy."
"You don't tell me what to do. Get out Christian."
He looked down at her. "No, I'm not going anywhere. I just want to see a picture, that's all. Should I get it myself?"
Brenda glared at him, and went into the bedroom. He placed the receiver on the table, and followed her. Brenda had quite a few pictures with her. She intended on giving them to Diana and her parents.
Christian sat on the bed, and watched as she opened her luggage, then unzipped one of the internal pockets, pulling out a large envelope. She didn't hand it to him, she tossed it on the bed. He picked it up and opened it. He pulled the pictures out. Christian stared at the very first picture. There was a little boy with dark hair playing with Tango. He moved to the next one. There was another one of him chasing Tango, then Tango chasing him. He moved to the next one, there was a picture of the little boy eating. The next one he was staring directly at the camera smiling. And that's when Christian saw his gray eyes looking back at him. He looked so much like Christian when he was a child, except a lot happier.
He had forgotten Brenda was still in there, until he heard her speak. "Could you please leave now. You said you didn't want to be a parent, and I'm fine with that. Now you know, so there is nothing else to talk about."
"What's his name?"
"Brayden, and you can leave now."
Christian didn't move. "I thought you were lying."
"Well I wasn't. You can leave now."
"Do you have any idea how many people have tried to extort money from me?"
"I don't care. You can leave now."
"I'll pay you whatever I owe you, and then some. And I want to see him."
"I don't want it, he doesn't need it. And you can't see him."
Christian looked over at her. "Why not?"
"Because he doesn't need you to come and disrupt his life….then disappear. I'd prefer it if you stay hidden."
"Who said I wanted to disrupt his life? I just want to see him Brenda."
"What happened to I don't want to be a parent?"
"He's here, and when I made that statement, I didn't really believe you were pregnant. And if you were, I didn't think it was mine."
"I don't want you around him, especially if you really don't want him. I promise you, I'd never ask you for anything…never. If you want me to put it in writing I will."
Christian ignored her. "I want to see him."
'Why?'
"Because he is mine."
"And then after you see him, then what?"
"I don't want to see him just one time, Brenda. I want to get to know him, and I'll need your help with that. Because obviously he doesn't know me, and I don't know him. And I know nothing at all about kids."
"Christian, look….just go back to doing what you've been doing, He's fine, I don't want you, to come into his life, and then decide it's not for you. He's not a toy."
"I never said he was. Why don't you want me around him?"
"Because I don't want you to start coming around, and then stop. We have a very comfortable life, and I want to keep it that way."
"Brenda, that's bullsh*t. You don't want to share him."
"Maybe I don't. He's been just mine, since he was born."
"Well, he isn't anymore." Christian took a couple of the pictures, from the stack and put the rest back in the envelope. Brenda didn't say anything, she just looked at him. "And I'm going to tell my parents, they should know."
"What?"
"You heard me."
Brenda's eyes widen. "Why?"
"Because they need to know. And I plan on telling them tomorrow night. I'm going there for dinner." He looked up at her. "You should come, Because they'll have questions. Questions that I can't answer."
"Why are you telling them so soon?"
"Why should I wait? I don't care who knows."
Brenda ran her fingers through her hair. "Now you don't care?"
Christian was staring at one of the pictures. "I'm sorry…I didn't believe you. But sh*t, it had only been a week, Brenda."
"And now who's obsessed with time?"
"I plan on making this right, and making it up to you and him."
"I don't need you do anything to me or for me, just don't hurt my…our son."
"Is there anything he needs?"
"No."
"Where is he?"
"With my sister."
"California?"
"Yes."
*silence*
Brenda looked at him, he was still staring at the pictures. His hair was a mess. It looked like he got out of bed, and came straight over. He had on some jeans and a t shirt. He looked good.
She heard him speak.
"I've missed you. In spite of everything, what I thought I knew, what I didn't know, I always missed you."
Brenda didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say. She didn't left herself think about him.
"Did you ever think about me?"
"No. You treated me really badly the last time I saw you. And you left a lasting impression. It was seven days out of my life. And I chose to forget them."
Christian stood up. He placed the envelope on the nightstand, and his pictures beside it. Brenda's eyes follow him. He went into the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, he came back out. "It's really sad, you forgot our time together."
She didn't say anything. She watched him kick off his shoes, and snatch his shirt over his head.
"Chr-"
She didn't have time to get his name out, he was on her. He kissed her hard. She tried to pull away, but he held her there, moving his lips hungrily against hers.
She jerked away. "Don't you ever kiss me again."
He grabbed and pulled her to him again.
"Kiss me, Brenda."
She turned her head. "No."
He moved down to her neck, and latched on. Her knees started to get weak. He moved her over to the bed, and pushed her back onto it.
"Christian …..no.…..stop."
He moved down her body, pushing her shirt up, taking each one of her breasts into his mouth. Sucking, licking, and caressing each one. She tried to push him away. He took her hands and pinned them above her head. He took his other hand, and slipped it inside her pants. He moaned when his fingers came in contact with her pleasure spot. Her mouth was saying one thing, but her body was saying something totally different.
With one tug, her pants and panties were off. He released her hands, and swiftly moved down to her love. His lips were on her, before she had time to object. She moaned at the first lick. His tongue stroked her button slowly. She arched her back, and closed her eyes tightly. He slipped a finger into her. And she started moaning profusely.
Christian lifted his head, to blow on her. "I've missed you." He felt her tightening around his finger. "Cum baby….you feel so good."
"No…stop…please Christian. I…hate…you."
He ignored her and latched onto her button until she...came. He didn't stop, he moved his tongue up and down her slit, giving her love a chance to recover from her release. She was not in a position to push him away. She came and hard, and it took a lot out of her. He slipped his tongue inside, she grabbed at the sheets. He slid his hand up under her bottom, caressing it. Her hands find his hair. Her body was betraying her, and she was about to come again. Her breathing came in pants. And then she locked her legs around his head, threw her head back, and came again.
He moved up her body. They are now eye level. Brenda grabbed her shirt and tried to pull it down. He started unfastening his pants. He stood up and quickly stepped out of them, and she made an attempt at getting up, but he pushed her back onto the bed.
"Christian, I want you stop and get out."
His lips covered hers, then he reached down, and tried to part her thighs, but she resisted. "Stop Christian."
"You didn't miss me?"
"No. I was too busy raising our child."
"I missed you, and I promise I'll make it up to the both of you." His lips find hers again, and he parted her thighs. Then placed himself at her opening. He didn't enter her. He looked into her eyes. "Brenda, do you want me inside of you?" She looked up at him, wanting to say something, but she couldn't.
He started rubbing himself up and down her. He knew that was making her hotter. He leaned down and took an earlobe in his mouth, then whispered into her ear. "I need you baby. I want to feel you wrapped around me. I'm sorry…hate me later, because I need you." And with that statement, he descended into her. And she cried out.
"Damn you are tight as f*ck. Sh*t!" Christian pounded into her.
Her cries were so loud he had to kiss her, to quiet her. She kissed him back this time, as their tongues intertwined. He sat up, and pulled her legs together, and continued driving his love into hers. "Christian….oooh…..oooooh…stop….please stop…." But he didn't he went deeper. Brenda grabbed a handful of the sheet. "Oooh, oooh….….ooooh…..ooooh."
He sped up, released her legs, and started stroking her button. "Cum for me baby, cum all over me."
She started meeting his thrusts, and then she grabbed a pillow, and yelled into it. He felt her muscles grip him, and he reached down, tossed the pillow, kissed her and came. Grunting into her mouth….
He kissed her all over. "Damn it Brenda I've missed you." He tried to kiss her lips, but she turned her head. Christian pulled out of her. And she turned her back to him.
"I didn't think I'd ever let you touch me again." She was so disappointed in herself.
"I didn't think I'd ever see you again."
Brenda felt the warm liquid running down her thighs. She looked down, and sat up. "You didn't use a condom?"
"I didn't have one."
"Did you learn anything from all of this?"
"Yeah, I missed you."
"Well, I did. I have a uterine implant for birth control. It lasts five years. I got it after I gave birth. So that covers that. You don't have any diseases do you?"
He shook his head.
"And I don't have any either. I haven't had sex since I left. I swore off men after you." She fell back on the pillow. "And I asked you to stop."
"Sh*t Brenda, I apologized."
"Wow! Thanks. And by the way, I still hate you."
"I realize that." He reached down, and pull the covers over them. Then tried to pull her closer.
"Don't do that. Christian, we are not fine. You treated me like sh*t. And I can't believe I let you touch me. But actually I didn't, I told you to stop. Why did you come here?"
"I needed to see you."
"Even after you thought I tried to con you?"
"Yes. When Mia called and told me, she'd seen you, I had no plans to come here….at first. But I couldn't sleep, knowing you were here in Seattle. And I knew you were staying at this hotel. I thought it would be difficult getting your room number, but it wasn't. And to be honest, I didn't come here to confront you, I just needed to see you."
Brenda yawned. She was so tired. It was after five. "Christian, I have to go to sleep. I'm meeting Diana later."
"Go to sleep."
"You're staying?"
"I'm tired too."
"I don't want you to stay, I want you to leave."
"I'm staying."
She was too tired to argue. She closed her eyes. He leaned over and kissed her. She moved her head. "Stop."
He moved back to his pillow and looked over at her. "I missed you."
"I don't give a damn."
"I know..."
Brenda opened her eyes and stretched. She looked at the clock, it was after twelve. It was almost time for her to meet Diana. She had to try on her bridesmaid dress. And it was important that she be there, because of the time constraints, just in case it needed alterations. She looked to her right and rolled her eyes. Christian was in her bed sleeping. Damn Brayden looked so much like him.
She grabbed her cell phone off of the nightstand, and dialed Julia's number.
She picked up on the first ring. Julia always carried her cell phone in her pocket. "Julia, hi, how is everything?"
"It's fine, we are getting ready to go to the park."
"Is Brayden around?"
"He's right here, I'm putting on his shoes. I'm going to put you on speaker. Say hello to your mother, she's on the phone."
Brenda heard Brayden's voice. "Hello mommie."
"Hey sweetheart, are you having fun with Auntie Julia."
"Yes. No Tango, no stop it."
"Julia, what is going on?"
"Tango is pulling at his shoe laces."
Brenda called out to Tango. "Tango, you stop it. Bad bad dog."
Julia started laughing. "He's licking the phone."
Brenda laughed. "Tell Conner and Sarah I love them. And I love you too. And Brayden, mommie misses you. And I love you so much. Be good for Auntie Julia."
"I will mommie."
Julia took the phone off speaker. "I love you too, talk to you later."
"Bye." Brenda disconnected the call. She looked to her right, and Christian was looking at her. "Christian, you should go, like now, and last night should have never happened."
"It was this morning."
"Whatever. And it will never happen again. And no means no, haven't you ever heard of that?"
Christian sat up. "If you didn't want me, you would not have been so wet. Didn't matter what you're mouth was saying."
"So are you raping women now, is that your new game?"
He got out of bed, and walked around, picking up his jeans, sliding them on. He threw on his shirt, and slid on his shoes. "Shut up Brenda. If you wanted me to stop, you could have made it happen."
"Well, it will never happen again. That is for sure."
"It will happen again. I know I can f*ck you anytime I want. And you know it too. I would f*ck you again, right now, and you'd let me, but I have to get to the office. Sh*t I don't even have my phone with me, and I'm sure I have a hundred miss calls. And, I want you to come to my parents house with me tonight."
"No. You are in no position to be giving out orders. Are you not aware of how you treated me the last time I was in Seattle?"
"And I apologized, I was wrong. I'll make it up to you both. I promise." He sat down on the bed. He leaned over and tried to kiss her.
She moved away from him. "Stop. You act like everything is fine between us, it is not. We have a child that you have never even seen, one that you didn't even want."
"Brenda, I didn't even think you were pregnant. And when I found out, that you actually were, I didn't think it was mine."
"When did you find out?"
"It's not important, but I did."
"Were you spying on me?"
"No, not really. I just wanted to know if you were pregnant, so I got someone to go to California, and take a couple of pictures."
"You what?"
"I needed to know. But I figured you were pregnant by someone else, since you never contacted me."
"You didn't want anything to do with us, or have you forgotten? You said, I don't want to be a parent."
"I know what I said. And I told you why I said it. And I never wanted to be a parent, or have children. But he's here, and I want to know him. Damn it Brenda, don't make this hard." He stood up, and kissed her forehead, and she jerked away. He took her cell phone out of her hands, and dialed a number. He put it up to his ear for a couple of seconds, then disconnected the call, handing it back to her. "My number, just in case you deleted it. And I'll call you later." And then he was gone.
She sighed. She didn't have time to worry about him, she had to shower, because it was almost time to meet Diana. She got out of bed, and went into the bathroom…...
