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Chapter 28:Late Night Breakfast Club

Tonight has been amazing. Never in a million years did I think that Christian could do something so sweet and sentimental. It was nice to see another side of him that differs from his CEO persona. It is completely obvious that he went above and beyond to make things special for me. I don't think he knows how much tonight actually meant to me. For years Ray tried to do whatever he could to make me happy; especially after the everything that happened with husband number three. Even though he wanted to make those things happen for me, there was only so much that he could do financially. I never complained because ultimately he gave me everything. Thats the way it should be… not only with your family but also with the person that you love. I gave Logan everything. I tried to be the best that I could be. I can't blame the entire failure of our relationship totally on him, majority of that was his fault; but there were things that I should have done to better protect myself. I held on to something because I was comfortable… I held on to someone that was not giving me everything. I don't want the material things but I want loyalty, honesty and true love. I have to better protect myself when I decide to enter my next relationship.

I can't help but realize that I am really starting to feel things for Christian and the thought honestly scares me… what if he is nothing like I think he is? He already is starting to become a large part of my life. These last couple of weeks have been wonderful for the most part. We have both done things that have aggravated the other person, but that is expected. Sometimes I just don't know what to expect with him. Sometimes he seems completely into me, other times he seems to be fighting the feelings. He says that there are things that I don't know, things that we have not talked about… but how long can I go not knowing if it can change everything. Since I am staying over his house tonight, maybe I can get him to talk to me.

The drive to Escala was short. It only took us between 10-15 minutes to finally get here. Now the two of us, along with Taylor are making our way towards the elevator up. As we start to enter the foyer, it is exactly how I remembered it being. I am so glad that we have finally made it up here because my feet are killing me. I use the table that is on the wall to the left of the foyer to support myself while using my other hand to take off my heels. Once my heels are heels are off, I start to join Christian at the start of the foyer. He and I both walk together towards the kitchen.

"Would you like something to drink?" He offers.

"Umm, I could do for a glass of wine if you have it."

"White or red?"

"Surprise me." I say somewhat suggestively.

"You and that mouth." He says before smirking at my remark. He then walks off in another direction to receive some wine. This is definitely going to be an interesting evening.

"Here you are Miss Steele." He says while offering me the glass of wine.

We both take small sips of our wine before Christian starts a conversation.

"So, you are the lady of the evening I suppose, what would you like to do?"

Hmm, what to do? "Well for starters, I would like to get out of this dress and into something that's more comfortable."

"That can be arranged." He says darkly while taking another sip of wine.

"Is that so ?" I say with the same amount of flirtatiousness.

"Well, Taylor is here and could run and get you something more 'comfortable' so you say."

"You are not going to send Taylor to fetch me some outrageously priced clothing at this hour. What do you have here."

"It's his job to assist me in anything that I may need Anastasia." He says defiantly, Here we go.

"I know that it would technically be Taylors job to assist you in getting me some pajamas, but I would personally prefer that you didn't send him out to do such a job. As a matter of fact, as you guest I insist that you don't send him to do such a thing."

"Insist?" He questions me, with his classic Christian Grey smirk with one eyebrow raised.

"Yes, I insist." I say matter of factly. Take that Grey!

"Well, who am I to deny you. The only thing that I have here would be comfortable for you is a an undershirt."

"That will work."

"Ok, I will go and get you a shirt and then show you to your room." He says while he rests his glass of wine onto the counter.

"Wait, do you think you would have anything that would fit me on as bottoms?" I ask while mildly blushing. This is embarrassing.

"The only thing that might fit you waist wise are my boxers."

"That will work." I say with a smile.

"You never cease to amaze me Ana."

"Well, I hope I never disappoint."

"I am very doubtful that you would ever disappoint." He says while going while walking away. After a moment I hear my name being called in the distance."

"Christian?" I yell back.

"I am upstairs."

"Where exactly is that?"

"Straight up the stairs and to your left, the door is open." He says from upstairs.

I walk up the stairs and had towards the left, where I see him there waiting for me.

"This is one of the guest bedrooms of my apartment, you can sleep in here tonight if you would like. There is in an en suite through the door to your left over there." He says while slightly showing me around. The room is wonderfully decorated, This room alone is almost larger than my entire kitchen and living room in the apartment that I use to share with Logan. Shit! I still need to get my things from his house, hopefully I will have some more free time this weekend to fully move out. The room is a pretty beige color. The middle wall has a detailed floral mural that varies in colors of greens, beiges, whites and creams. The bed is set front and center in the room and in front of the Mural. This room looks even nicer than the room I had at the apartment that I owned for almost three years. Christian lets me know that he will meet me downstairs before he leaves to allow me to get changed. I quickly whip off my dress and am left standing only in my bra and underwear. I undo the straps of my bra and release the clips from the back side. I look over towards the bed and and see the plain white shirt and white Calvin Klein boxer briefs that rest on the top of the bed. I quickly throw on the white shirt and boxers. I look in the mirror that's on the left side of the bed and realize that this shirt is huge! It could easily pass as a dress on me. What's best about the shirt is that it smells just like Christian. I get a quick whiff of the shirt and look up to realize that there is a goofy grin lying on my face. I am going to get myself into so much trouble this evening. I walk back towards the bed and receive my clutch and fish out the extra point tail that I always carry with me and wrap my hair into a messy bun at the top of my head. Now that I am fully dressed, I can finally start to make my way downstairs.

When I hit the last step at the bottom of the staircase, my eyes and heart rate were truly not ready for the sight that lies before me: Christian Grey, in a tight fitted white undershirt with dark blue pajama bottoms that hang off of his hips in a way that makes me feel things in my southern regions. He looks HOT. It should actually be illegal how good he looks in this moment. Before I use to think that I was seeing him in those business suits that made him so attractive; but clearly it's just him. He is just that hot, all on his own. I guess that I have been staring at him for longer than i realized because my heated gaze is interrupted by the sound of his voice.

"Like what you see Miss Steele?" Arse, he is teasing me.

"I don't know what you are talking about Christian ." I say while walking away as if what just happened never did.

"Oh I think you do Miss Steele."

"Still not ringing a bell here Grey. I continue walking away from him and start moving towards the chocolate covered couches towards the right hand side of the room.

"So." I say before taking another sip of wine. "What are we going to get into this evening?"

"I could think of alot of things that we could get into, but like I said; you are the lady of the evening so it would only be right for you to decide."

"That leaves us with quite a few options doesn't it?"

"That it does."

"I think I could go for a movie… a classic of course."

"Ok… and where exactly would you like to watch said movie?"

"I am not too sure, what are our options?"

"Well… we have my room and the theater room."

"Ohhhhhh we should go to your theater room, we can bring some pillows and blankets from the other rooms and just camp out there."

"I guess we can do that if you would like."

"Yes… that is what I would like. I am going to grab some of the pillows and blankets from the room upstairs, you go to yours and do the same."

"You want me to bring my bedrooms pillows up here?"

'Well yes, if not that would defeat the purpose. And I want you to do it, not Taylor. For a smart man you can be quite obtuse sometimes."

"As you wish Anastasia, I will go fetch some of my pillows and bring them up here."

"Thank you."

"Do you know what you would like as snacks?"

"Maybe just some fruit, wine… Oh do you have any gummy bears?"

"Gummy bears?" He says with an eyebrow raised."

"Yes, everyone loves gummy bears."

"Okay… I will be back here with your gummy bears, wine, fruit and pillows."

"Perfect!" I say before dashing off down the hall to get my pillows.

The atmosphere is so relaxed. Christian and I are currently lying down on the floor in front of the giant grey platform. His movie room really is beautiful, even though it resembles the same decor as the rest of the house. There is a large screen smack dab in the middle of the room. The walls are all colored in greys, blacks and silvers. I am assuming that he had a chrome finish implemented on the walls to give the bland colors some more texture. Towards the back of us, there is a platformed seating area. There is a large turquoise "U" shaped sofa that extends along the entire back wall. The ceiling has beautiful star like lighting. Its as if the two of us are lying under the stars watching the breakfast club while nursing a couple glasses of wine. I honestly thought that our argument earlier was going to ruin the entire evening, boy was I wrong. We are honestly both acting as if it never happened. I do know that one day I am going to have to bring it up again; but I guess today does not have to be that day. Thinking of the days activities: the zoo, dinner, the aviary; all have me thinking about my failed attempt to be "friends" with Christian. I don't know how that was going to happen when we both have so much built up tension between the two of us. Even now, that tension is still crackling between us… Every so once in a while I manage to sneak a sideways glance at him, only to find him looking back at me. No matter how many times I do it; his gaze still causes my blush every time.

We are well settled into the movie. Currently, Brian is writing the letter on behalf of all of the members of the breakfast club, which means the movie is close towards the end. Allison and Andrew both exchange small kisses before going their separate ways. Brain walks off to his own designated vehicle. Finally Claire and Bender have their own special moment before he walks towards the football field and lifts his clenched fist into the air. No matter how many times I watch this movie, it never seems to get old.

"Sooooo, what did you think?"

"It was just how I remembered it being."

"Oh c'mon, I know you can give me something better than that!"

"Alright, Alright, the movie was interesting… the couple pairings were quite unusual… but over all it's a good movie."

"Why did the pairings seem so strange?"

"The athlete and the basket case are two polar opposites that I guess can work if they really tried. I think what I have the most difficulty is understanding the Claire and Bender pairing."

"And why is that?"

"They are just completely different. She's completely innocent! He's not! There are things with him that are obviously very dark. He would corrupt her completely… I just don't see that kind of a relationship working out. The way I see it, he should've had more control… He shouldn't have allowed himself to lose control of his ability to remain isolated. He let her enter his world, were he may introduce her to so many demons… she might not even be able to see straight anymore."

"What is with you in your control issues?"

"I need control Ana."

"Yeah I can see that but why?"

"Because I need it. It's the only thing that I know… It's the only lifestyle that I am use to living."

"What lifestyle are you referring to? From what I can tell Grace and Carrick-"

"Grace and Carrick gave me the best lifestyle that they possibly could… The lifestyle I am referring to has nothing to do with anything that they personally have given me."

"I'm confused."

He lets out a frustrated sigh before running his hands through his hair. "Come."

"Where are we going."

"Can you ever just do as you are told? Just come, we are only going downstairs."

"Okay."

He offers his me his hand and I place my hand in his. He helps pull me up and leads us both towards the exit. We continue to walk hand and hand until we are both downstairs standing in his study. He silently releases my hand and walks to his computer where he then sits and brings it to life. The room is so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The only sound that rings throughout the room is the click of his mouse. After a moment the printer begins to sound. What can he possibly be printing that has to do with our previous conversation.

"Christian… what does whatever you are printing have to do with our conversation."

"What I am printing is a Non-Disclosure Agreement. Once you sign this I can further explain why I don't think that couples like Bender and Claire will work, why I sent you a warning through those books and why I need control. Option one is that you can walk away from this conversation and watch another movie. Option two means that you are going to continue on with your debasement than you have to sign the NDA, my lawyer insists on it."

Holy shit, what is he getting me into?! "I will go to option number two sir." I say with a nod of my head. For a moment I swear that his eyes begin to darken a shade before he says,

"Curious as always I should've known." before handing me the NDA.

"Yes, you should've." I say before reaching for a pen on his desk to sign the paper.

I started to crotch down to sign the paper before he asks if I am even going to read it.

"No, I trust you."

"Well, you shouldn't"

"But I do, so I guess that there is nothing that we can do about that now… can we?"

"I suppose there is no talking you out of this." He said before he starts to walk away.

"Where are you going? I signed? I thought that you could tell me now."

"It's harder for me to explain… I will do better by just showing you and then answering your questions."

"Show me what?"

"You will see if you come with me."

"Okay" I say before releasing a deep breath.

He reaches towards me and grabs my hand before walking towards the kitchen. Once we are in the kitchen he finds a small hook off to the corner with many different sets of keys. He reaches for the set of keys with the red tastles before retreating the room. He is leading the both of us towards the stairs. The closer that we get to the stairs, the more tense that he sems.

"You ok?"

"Yes… I just hope that you will be."

"I am a big girl… I think that I could handle it."

"Good… because we are going to my playroom."

"Your playroom? You have a playroom and a movie room, what else does your ivory tower have in store for me?" I say excitingly. Why the hell would he be nervous about a playroom? Thats quite normal to me.

He chuckles loudly before telling me "It's not that kind of a play room Ana."

He then leads me to a set of double doors that are to the right and across the hall from the guest room that he showed me earlier. How did I not see these earlier? He then stops in front of the doors before saying.

"You can leave at anytime… Should you feel uncomfortable we can leave here. If you want to go home, Taylor is a call away. Whatever you decide is fine." He says while looking worried. What is he so afraid of?

"Just open the damn door Christian." I want to know what this big secret is. For weeks we have skated around the topic… I am ready to know.

"As you wish." He says before inserting the gold key into the double doors. He slowly opens the door before he enters, pulling me along with them. For a moment the room is pitch black and then slowly the lights begin to illuminate the room.

HOLY FUCK.