"I have one last thing to show you" Christian said taking my hand
"Lead the way" I said
Christian walked through the large dome shaped building to the very back. Our voices echoed through the high metal ceilings as I followed Christian. Christian walked over to the right corner towards a regular sized white steel door, pressing a code into the key pad. As soon as the locked clicked open, he used his strength to push the heavy door open. He held it so that i could go in first, before closing it behind us. Inside was a newer four seater Cessna airplane. The plane was white with blue and red stripes across the wings and fuselage. The plane had the letters S-MNOA written on both sides in black ink.
"Christian, do you have a pilot's license?" I asked
"Yes i do Ana" He said proudly.
"I can't believe this, Christian this plane is beautiful" I cried with glee
"Are you asking for a ride?" He laughed clearly loving my reaction
"Do you have a night rating?" I asked
"Look at you" He cried happily "How did you know that i need a night rating to fly at night?"
"I tried to get my private pilot's license but it was expensive so I couldn't finish all my flight hours" I explained.
I walked around the plane running my soft hands over the surface of the fuselage and wings. Christian followed me around the plane stopping at the cockpit, opening the door so that i could marvel at the mechanics on the inside.
"Hop in" He offered.
"Wow! This is absolutely amazing" I cried "You know what?"
"What?" He answered.
"If you rearrange the letters on the plane it spells MOANS" I said laughing to myself.
"Aren't you a comedian" He commented.
"You have no idea how funny i am" I teased.
I took his direction and hopped into the passenger seat of the small plane. I put my seatbelt on and put on one of the head sets that i found in the back seat. Christian walked around to the driver's seat. He buckled his seatbelt and grabbed his headset. he started to talk about safety, he stopped himself as he looked over at me.
"Prepared are we?" He smiled.
"Very" I agreed.
"The answer is yes i do have a night rating, by the way. You stay here while I do my walk around" Christian said getting out of the plane
"Ok!" I replied
I sat back in my seat as Christian did his walk around, carefully checked the outside of the plane. I marvelled at his beautiful body. He was fit, sexy, kind, thoughtful, and beautiful inside and out. I wondered if he would ever get bored with me? If i was just a spring fling for him? What were his last girlfriends like? Did he treat them the same way as he treats me? My mind ran with so many questions. I was in heaven every moment that i was with Christian. A small part of me regretted putting the full potential of our relationship on hold to finish school but i knew that it was the right decision. My heart wanted to be with him all the time, but i knew that time away from each other was healthy. I knew that if Christian was willing to wait for me then his feelings for me were real. Christian got back into the driver's side, looking over at me with a warm expression across his face.
"Do you want to go for a ride?" He asked knowing the what the answer was.
"OH MY GOD YES" i cried.
"Anywhere you want to go Mrs. Steele?" He asked. "I promise to have you safe in your bed by Sunday night"
"i'm not sure, to be honest. Your putting me on the spot right now. I still can't believe that you have a place like this" I commented feeling put on the spot.
"How about a ride around Seattle" Christian suggested "Let's start small"
"I would go anywhere with you" I answered.
A beautiful, wide smile crept across Christian's face as though i was saying exactly what he wanted to hear. He leaned over and gently kissed me on my forehead, like a child that had made her father proud. He turned away from me adjusting his attention to the flight controls and testing each one out. He pulled out a laminated checklist from the side pocket on the driver's side door. He quickly went through each indicator meticulously. He walked me through the checklist as he went through each check. Christian pressed a button that was located in the side pocket of the door to open the hangar. We waited patiently for the door to open before Christian turned the engine over. Despite the headset I could still hear the loud rumble of the plane's engine. Christian pressed a button that accessed the radio, he spoke clearly as he announced to all the planes and control towers who we were, where we were going and what our intentions were. I could not help but look around at our surroundings as the plane rolled down the small runway. Christian pressed his hangar door button, closing the door before we took off. The experience seemed so surreal and magical. He looked over at me occasionally revelling in my happiness and excitement. The ride was very smooth. Christian was a skilled pilot. He was careful not to go into any spins. I felt as though i could be up in the plane with Christian forever, i didn't want this ride to end. My heart fell when Christian finished his landing returning the little plane to it's original spot in the hangar. He looked over at me as though craving approval.
"I don't even know what to say Christian" I said with shock spread across my face.
"Thank you, maybe" He said with a shrug.
"Thank you is the least i could say after that" I answered "Each date seems more extravagant than the last"
"Flying is a huge passion of mine" he said.
"Thank you for sharing this part of your life with me" i said "You have given me what i had been craving, a piece of your passion and heart"
"That you will have with time" Christian answered as he unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed out of the plane.
"With time?" I asked
"Patience Ana, your on your way there. We have only had a few months together" He answered.
I unbuckled my seat belt and opened the door to the plane. I climbed out of the passenger seat of the plane carefully, making sure that i stepped down to the ground.
"Are you tired?" Christian asked
"A bit" I admitted "Too much excitement, Maybe"
"Would you like to stay at my place or would you prefer to go home to your own bed?" Christian asked
"Let's go to your place" I answered.
"My place it is" Christian said with a seductive smile.
We walked together hand in hand out to the car. I wondered if Christian was tired too or if he had sex on the brain. If he was tired he was hiding it well. Making love would be a perfect way to finish off the evening in my opinion. Secretly, i wanted him to have his way with me before the night ended. Sleeping without Christian seemed like unnecessary torture. I wanted to fall asleep with his body close to mine, to feel the beating of his heart. I felt myself drifting off as Christian drove the car to his apartment downtown, clearly my body desperately needed sleep.
I felt a gentle nudge from Christian once we were parked in his underground stall at his apartment.
"Ana" He whispered "Let's walk up to my apartment and you can sleep in my bed"
"OK" I mumbled
I followed Christian to his apartment, then to his bed. He tucked me in under this grey silk sheets then left the room, without another word. I obviously needed the sleep through because i did not wake up till 9 am the next day. I sat up in the bed. Christian was snoring, sleeping on his side with his back to me. Did we have sex last night? If so i didn't remember it, although i wished I had. I quietly slipped out of the bed. I was still in last night's outside, but i was comfort and clean. I walked slowly and quietly to the room to his bedroom then looked back. Christian had rolled over but was still snoring. I closed the door leaving a small crack. i didn't want Christian to hear the click of the door. I walked down the hall to the kitchen, opening the fridge door. I noticed that there was some bacon and eggs sitting on the top shelf. I pulled them out and looked through the cupboards for a frying pain and olive oil. I knew that Christian had a cook that made him meals for the week but not on the weekend. I turned on Christian's sound system to play some relaxing songs from a playlist from my phone then i started to cook. I was so ingrained in all the tasks i had going in the kitchen that i didn't hear a key slip into the keyhole of the front door. An older, tall slender brunette walked in wearing a long white coat. Saying nothing she walked over to the coffee table placing her large purse down then walked over to the island taking a seat . She watched me intently before she finally spoke.
"Good Morning! Did Christian hire more help for the weekends? I don't think that we have met" She said politely.
"Who are you" I shrieked
"I'm the most important woman in Christian's life" She answered.
"His mother" I said guessing correctly.
"You got it!" she said smiling "Have you made coffee yet?"
"It's brewing" I said
"I don't think that he needs a cook on the weekends. He should at least cook once a week for himself. It's an important life skill" She commented "Just my opinion though"
"I'm not the hired help" I said trying to be civil
"She's my girlfriend" said Christian coming into the kitchen
"I wasn't aware you had one, when were you going to tell me?" She demanded
"I've been busy" Christian responded "Ana, translated for me when i was sealing the Russian deal"
"You speak multiple languages?" Christian's mother asked.
"Just three" I said slightly intimidated "Russian, English and German"
"I'm impressed" She said sounding pleased.
"Thank you. Mrs. Grey" I answered
"Sometimes i stay here when i'm on call because Christian's apartment is close to the hospital. Sometime i make him breakfast. However, i see that you beat me to it" Christian's mother explained.
"Are you hungry, Mrs. Grey?" I asked Christian's mother
"Please call me Grace, and yes i am hungry" She said
"I'm famished" Christian said pulling up a Chair
You can always tell a good man by how he treats his mother. Christian had a close relationship with Grace, i could tell that he treated her well. I just wished that Christian had told me that his mother just drops by unannounced on weekends because i would have been more prepared. Grace stayed and mingled with Christian and i for most of the morning. She seemed pleased with me. Meeting your boyfriend's parent for the first time was always uncomfortable and intimidating but she was sweet and down-to-earth. I wanted her to be pleased with the woman that her son had chosen. I hoped that i had made a good first impression and that we would have the opportunity to get to know each other in the future. Suddenly, Grace's pager went off id-conversation. She pulled out her cell to make a call.
"I'll be right there" She said getting up off the couch "Well that's the hospital, i have to go"
"Thanks for dropping by mom" Christian said walking her to the door
"Nice to meet you Ana" She said waving to me.
Christian opened the door to let her out. Before she left she leaned in close to Christian's ear, whispering something. I could not make out her words and i was not good at reading lips especially at a distance. My first thought was that it must be about me., maybe she wasn't as pleased with me as I thought.