I quickly turn and look out of the side window. Oh goodness, did I really just say that?
"Sorry, did you say something Ana?" I guess he didn't hear me.
"Oh, I was just mumbling about it being Monday tomorrow" I cover.
"It sure does come around quickly" he states.
Then, I don't know what comes over me but I reach my hand over the hand brake and start stroking around his zip and crotch area. I feel him respond to my touch.
"Feeling frisky are we?" his voice has gone husky and sensuous and my body reacts, I flush, my nipples harden and moisture develops.
I undo his fly, push my hand gently through the gap and use my finger to run up and down his growing shaft. I grip the waist of his trousers and he wriggles in the seat allowing me to pull them down to his thighs, revealing his Calvin Klein trunks and enlarging erection. I run the palm of my hand over his thighs and along his covered shaft.
"Oh god Ana, you will make me crash the car in a moment if you keep doing that" he groans.
I pull his trunks down and allow him to spring free; I cup and massage his balls, then grasp his erection and slowly move my hand up and down eliciting moans of ecstasy and throaty growls. I can't help but smile as I feel I have control, he can't touch me, he as to sit and drive.
He has pulled into the slow lane of the freeway and eased up on the accelerator, I loosen my seat belt and lean over to take his length into my mouth. The car swerves a little but Christian regains his composure, I suck and swirl, nibble and massage him for the next mile of road or so. His breathing is ragged and I am sure it wouldn't take much to finish.
I un button his shirt almost to the top so I have access to his chest, I begin sliding my hand lightly up and down, pinching his nipples, I kiss his happy trail down to his erection.
"Oh Ana, oh god, I love this" he groans.
I take his erection as far into my mouth as possible, swirling my tongue and lightly sucking all the way up his shaft to the end, I massage his balls and twirl my finger over his nipples until I sense he can take no more.
"Come for me Christian" and with that he shoots into my mouth, I suck him until nothing is left and his body relaxes. I look up and smile at him; he rewards me with a beaming smile.
"That was a first for me Ana, oh god that was good"
"A first for me too" I tell him "I am just glad I was dark so no one could see what I was doing to you"
"I'm sure Taylor would have an idea" he laughs, I blush deep red, how could I have forgotten that he has always trailed us and probably wondered why we had pulled into the slow lane and slowed. I will never be able to look him in the eye again. How embarrassing.
We pull into the apartment building; Elliot and Kate are already here. Phew, at least they wouldn't know. Christian is tucking himself back in, I invite him to come up to the apartment, more to freshen up than anything else but perhaps we could all have a night cap before Christian and Elliot leave for Escala.
The smell of food is actually surprising but welcoming; I think I built up an appetite in the car. Kate and Elliot are busy in the kitchen, the table is laid.
"What took you guys so long?" questions Elliot; he has a twinkle in his eye.
"Oh you know, car trouble" Christian winks and I blush again.
"Dinner is ready" Kate yells from the kitchen fortunately so I can go help her serve and allow my blushes to subside.
Dinner was great fun, the issues of the weekend put aside for a couple of hours and much laughter at each other's stories of college, first jobs and any other snippet that sprung to mind but all too soon it was time for the boys to leave. We each give our significant others a suitable goodnight and retire for the night. I fall into a restful sleep and awake feeling fresh and ready for whatever the new days brings.
Unfortunately that feeling is stamped out very quickly with the sea of reporters waiting outside of SIP. Taylor opens the car door and I ask him if he has any idea what's going on but he shakes his head.
"Miss Steele, is it true you are expecting a baby? Is Mr Grey the father? What's your babies due date? Why are you not living together? Are you still a couple? Has he cheated on you? Have you cheated on him? Did you break up his marriage? Do you have anything to say?" the questions just keep coming, I signal to Taylor to help me, I feel nauseous and panicky and I feel like I am going to pass out. He scoops me up in his arms and shouts for security to call the medics to Christian's office.
"Pumpkin, baby are you ok?" I have never heard Christian sound so worried, then again it's not every day you get carried into his office by security. The medic's enter shortly afterwards, my blood pressure is low, as are my sugar levels despite having breakfast. The medic's suggest I go to hospital to be checked and immediately Christian is on the phone to Grace to see if she will be free to attend.
There is no point in me objecting as I know Christian will insist anyway. The ambulance is on its way, oh boy that's going to give the press a great photo opportunity, me being carted off on a trolley. I can hear Christian telling Taylor he must go ahead and be waiting at the ER department entrance and to call Sawyer to assist. I say to Christian is it really necessary but he gives me the look and I know that whatever I say it won't make any difference.
The ambulance arrives and draws a lot of attention from all the staff of SIP, if any of them didn't know that I am pregnant with Christian's child, I am sure the rumours will be rife now.
I persuade the EMT's to allow me to walk to the ambulance with Christian supporting me. The journey is quick and Grace is the first to greet me again.
"Hi Grace, sorry to pester you" I apologise
"Ana dear, that's what I am here for, now what brought this on?" she question's me.
"I was greeted by lots of invading questions about the baby, yes they don't know it should be babies and it took me by surprise, I felt woozy and nauseous and Taylor alerted the medic's" I tell her.
"Ok, well your blood pressure is still a little low, did you eat breakfast?" I nod as I see Christian glare at me.
"I had two slices of toast with butter and some orange juice" I add "it's all I could manage this morning"
"That's fine dear, with two babies it would be better to have more but I understand that it's not always possible. I think we will keep you here for the rest of the day and if all is reading normal then you can go home later" Grace is always so kind and reassuring.
I am taken around to the obs ward where I am to be checked every two hours until 4pm when Grace will come check everything.
"How did they find out Christian? I have been very discrete; I've not bought anything or told anyone"
"Ana, I have no control over hospital staff or anyone outside of my organisation, it's entirely possible it has come from a member of staff here or the doctors surgery but at least the fact it's twins hasn't leaked out yet" he reassures me "however it will happen Ana so be prepared"
"I am I think, Listen Christian, go back to work, there is no point in you missing more work" I tell him.
"No no I will stay with you baby" he is persistent so I let it go for now. Hospitals are boring boring boring and Christian is getting fidgety so I tell him again to go back to work and this time agrees to go. He kisses me and tells me to ring him whenever I want to.
I fall asleep for a couple of hours before I need my obs checking again and all seems to be back to normal. Grace checks the chart and agrees it ok for me to go home but advises that I limit working to two or three days a week, even working from home if possible. I call Christian and tell him I am good to go and need picking up. Within ten minutes he arrives and we head on home.
"Please stay with me tonight Ana" Christian almost begs
"Ok I will" it will be nice to spend an evening on our own.
Escala is crowded with press but are thankfully being kept back by security so we go through the back entrance and up to his apartment. I relax on the sofa and Christian joins me, I snuggle up to his chest and enjoy hearing his heart beat and smelling his aftershave. I feel comforted and relaxed.
We talk about my working and agree for me to try and work three days in the office and the other at home and the working from home starts tomorrow as I have been forbidden to go to the office. He also tells me that he is going to release another statement to the press confirming the pregnancy but nothing else to see if things calm down again.
"That will hopefully do the trick" I smile tiredly "I need to sleep now" I am out like a light as soon as my head hits the pillow.
The morning dawns, Christian is getting ready and wearing a rather sexy suit and silver tie, hmm extremely fuckable. He kisses me goodbye and orders me not to leave the apartment.
Gail is in the kitchen as I pad out in one of Christian's shirts.
"Morning Gail" I say
"Good Morning Ana, how are you feeling this morning?" she is so lovely
"I feel good thanks and hungry, could I have some cereal and juice please" I ask
"Of course, sit down and I will bring it over to you" she smiles and moments later she put a bowl of cereal and glass in front of me.
"Gail, could I ask you a question?"
"Of course Ana"
"Have you got any children?"
"I don't, nature didn't favor me with my first husband, we tried to adopt but we were discounted as too old, my husband died a couple of years later and then I met Jason. He has a daughter by a previous marriage and he adores her, unfortunately doesn't get to see her as often as he would like" she tells me
"I'm sorry Gail, I didn't mean to stir up any memories" I apologize
"Not at all Ana, it was a long time ago but I did want to say that I would be absolutely thrilled if you and Christian would consider letting me help you with the baby" oh goodness, he hasn't told her
"That would be wonderful Gail, except its two babies" I wait for her reaction.
"That's fantastic news, I am so pleased for you" she extols "I would still love to help"
"I will talk to Christian but I don't think there will be any objections" I smile.
Ah, I feel a little happier knowing I have the potential for more help with the twins.
