Sorry everyone for taking so long.
We are reaching the end of August. Everything is all set in motion for September and Octobers ghost hunts. Over the last 4 weeks I have managed to hire 4 more tour guides, who will also be helping out with the ghost hunts. I didn't really want to hire anyone but everyone told me that I'm going to need the extra help. I'm glad I listened.
Christian and I are still going strong with our friendship. We still flirt with each other from time to time. But we never take it overboard. He knows when to stop himself.
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Its Labor Day weekend and all of us are going to spend it at the beach. Elliot said that Christian owns two beach houses right on the beach. Side by side from each other. Guess who had to ask him about using one of them? Yep it was me. But it was a good thing that I did because he is joining us. The thought of seeing Christian in only swim shorts…..I'm sorry what was I saying again?
Early in the morning Jen and I went to the farmers market to pick up everything that we were going to need for our 4-day weekend. When we get back to the apartment the guys are already loading the cars up with everything we needed.
About two hours later we are ready to leave. Mostly everyone took their own car. Expect for me. I rode with Christian in his R8. God he looks so hot behind the wheel. What is it about men and sports cars that make them look so damn hot?
The beach house is only an hour outside of the city. As we get closer and closer to the beach house I can hear the sounds of the ocean waves crashing. Oh what a relaxing sound it is.
Everyone follows Christian as he pulls into a large driveway. My eyes nearly pop out of my head when the beach house finally comes into view. Holy shit it's big. Christian is one lucky SOB to have a house like this. We all get out of the cars. The girls and I practically run to the beach leaving everything for the men to handle. Feeling the warm sand between my toes is amazing.
The guys call us to come back and help with our bags. Yes we pouted like little baby the whole way back.
Walking inside of the house was something else it's just how I would have pictured a beach house to be but 10 times bigger. Mostly all the walls are white or a sandy cream color. The floors are beautiful dark mahogany. There are simple but elegant area rugs spread throughout the house.
As we continue into the kitchen I'm blown away. All the appliances are stainless steel. The counter tops look shinny and new. There are cabinets galore in the kitchen. I open a few to take a look. Just like the color of the walls, there are stacks and stacks of white dishes from different shapes and sizes. I open another cabinet and find glasses of all shapes and sizes.
Jen comes in with the bags from the farmers market. I help Jen with putting everything away. We had a hard time figuring out where everything should go but Christian came in and gave us a hand. Even he at one point had a hard time remembering where things go. I guess that is what happens when you rely on Gail too much.
When we're done Christian asked me if I wanted a tour of the house. I gave him a nod and followed him up a spiral staircase that is just off of the kitchen. As we walked down the one hallway I looked inside every room. Most of the rooms all looked the same. Same style of bed, same color throughout the room. I know it's a beach house but hasn't he ever heard of a little color here and there.
So far I have counted a total of 5 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. 3 of the bedrooms have their own personal bathroom attached to the room. There is another small staircase with only about 4 steps. Christian tells me to go on and take a look. I walk up and there is a set of double doors.
I test the doorknob turning it without a problem. I open the doors walking into one of the most beautiful room I have ever seen. There are floor to ceiling windows towards the back of the room with double doors leading to a balcony. Off the balcony there is a set of stairs that literally lead right to a pool that is in the backyard facing the ocean. I open the balcony doors and let the ocean air breeze fill the bedroom.
"So what do you think?" Christian asks from behind me.
"This is beautiful Christian. I take it this is your room?"
"No this weekend it's your room"
"Christian I can't do that. This is your room"
"I don't mind Anastasia. The guest rooms are just a beautiful"
"But do they have a view like this" I wave towards the balcony.
"No but I'll live" He chuckles. He shows me around the bedroom. Showing me the master bathroom. OMG it's even more breathtaking then the bedroom. There is a door that leads to a small section of the balcony that is closed off, and guess what. There is an outdoor shower.
The view of the beach is just amazing. I can see why Christian bought this and the house next door. Elliot comes in the room with my bags and plops the on the bed. He gives a devilish grin to Christian then walks out the room.
"I'll let you unpack and get settled in"
"Thanks"
"You're welcome Anastasia"
I watch as Christian leaves the room and takes the guestroom right at the bottom of the stairs. I knew he was going to take that one. After I finished unpacking I changed into my swimsuit and headed down to the beach with the girls.
Sawyer and Elliot were nice enough to bring down some chairs for us to sit on. I'm very grateful for the fact that my butt won't be covered in sand.
The girl of talk for an hour about our upcoming month at the terminal. There are going to be many sleepless nights for the three of us. This is what we asked for so we have to suck it up.
Later I return to my bedroom for a quick shower washing off the salt water from my body. While I'm drying off I get this urge to make pizza. The only problem is they didn't sell pizza dough at the farmers market. So I throw on a pair of yoga pants and one of my cammi tops. Leave my hair down to let it air dry.
I walk into the kitchen and Kate is there rummaging around in the refrigerator.
"Kate what are you doing?"
"I'm hungry"
"Well cool your jets babe I'm going to start cooking dinner"
"Ooo what are we having?"
"Well I'm kind of in the mood for pizza, but we don't have any pizza dough"
"We can send the guys out to get some if you want?"
"No that's ok I think I have an idea"
I have Kate help me since Jen hasn't returned yet from the beach with Sawyer. They must be having a moment with each other. I ask Kate to take out the zucchini that I bought at the farmers market along with the pepperoni and mozzarella cheese. Elliot walks in and grabs a beer from the refrigerator. Not wanting to heat up the whole house I ask him if he can heat the grill up for me.
About twenty minutes later I have our zucchini pizza ready for the grill. Elliot gives me a strange look like I'm crazy for using zucchini instead of pizza dough, but I told him that if he doesn't like it he can go hungry. Yep that got his butt moving.
Another twenty minutes later Sawyer and Jen come into the house, Jen's face is flushed, and her hair looks as if she was just freshly fucked into next week. I giggly at her and she blushes. Yep she knows that I know what they we're doing.
Elliot announces that the pizzas are done. I ask Sawyer if he wouldn't mind setting the table on the back patio. I also make a simple corn salad to go with our Zucchini pizza.
Christian walks into the kitchen and the first thing he does is grab a spoon from the draw and starts digging into the corn salad.
"Hey! That's to go with the Zucchini pizza"
"Zucchini pizza? Are you serious?"
"Hey don't knock it until you try it"
"I'm not knocking anything. If you made it I'm sure it'll be delicious"
"Your damn right it will be" I giggle.
Christian takes the bowl with the corn salad for me and brings it outside to the table on the patio.
When dinner is over Elliot and Kate offer to clean up. I take this opportunity to go down to the beach and start a bon-fire. What better way to enjoy the rest of the night then to sit on the beach with your toes in the sand and a warm fire in front of you. Not to mention the S'mores. Yummy.
We spend the rest of the night by the fire eating S'mores and talking about our childhoods and the dreams that we had growing up. Everyone almost pissed their pants when I told them that my dream job as a kid was to be a Jedi knight and become one with the force. That earned me Christian spitting his beer out through his nose laughing.
Sawyer told us that ever since he was little he wanted to be a racecar driver but realized he was too tall to fit into a racecar. Elliot then told us his dream job was to be a chip and dale dancer, which took Kate by surprise. She then whispered into his ear and he responded with "I'll be more than happy to give you your own personal show baby" Me, Jen, Sawyer, and Christian all looked at each other and cringed at the thought of seeing Elliot in a speedo shaking his junk in front on women and them throwing themselves at him.
Jen filled us in on how she wanted to work at a zoo because she thought she would be able to get free cotton candy whenever she wanted. Kate on the other hand told us that she always wanted to be a rock star but decided that it wasn't a good ideal since she can't even carry a tune.
Christian said that he always wanted to be a CEO of his own company. I guess he is the only one who really followed his dreams.
It was getting pretty late and I started to fall asleep on my chair. Christian nudged me a few times to keep me awake but it wasn't working. He ended up carrying me to my bedroom and tucking me in. While I was half-awake Christian said,
"I love you Ana" Kissing me on my forehead.
"That's nice," I mumbled.
"Do you love me?" He whispered in my ear, but I was asleep before I even respond.
In the middle of the night I started to get warm. Throwing the covers off of me I got out of bed and walked over to the balcony and open the doors to let the breeze in. Standing there for a little while I see that Christian's bedroom light is on.
I go back into my room and grab a robe that is hanging on the back of the bedroom door and put it on before leaving the room and knocking on Christian's door. He opens the door and my jaw drops. He is only in a pair of skintight briefs. Ooo…my…ahhh. Yeah I have no words.
"Everything ok?" He asks.
"Ah yeah. I just. I woke up because I was too hot and seen your light on"
"I couldn't sleep. You want to come in?" He tells me.
"Uh yeah sure" He steps to the side so that I can walk in. I sit down at the end of his bed and try to keep my eyes off of him but it's so hard. How can I not stare at him? He's like almost naked.
"So what's on your mind?" He asks.
"Nothing much. Just seen your light on and wanted to make sure everything was ok"
"Well that's very sweet of you Anastasia" He flashes a smile at me. He really is a gorgeous fucker. His eyes are to die for. I could get lost in them all day. His smell drives me crazy. I bet when he has kids they are going to be just as gorgeous as he is.
"You ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I was just um day dreaming I guess" Day dreaming would be an understatement. Picturing him as the father of your children would be more like it.
"About what?"
"Oh nothing"
"Come on Ana you can tell me"
"It's nothing really. Don't worry about it"
"If you don't tell me I'm just going to tickle it out of you" Ask him Ana just ask him and get it over with. The worse he'll say is no.
"Christian I have a question to ask you"
"You know you can ask me anything but I don't see the point because you know all there is to know about me"
"This would be more of a favor. A really big favor"
"Ana you should know by now if it makes you happy I'll do it" I let out a nervous chuckle. If he only knew.
"Well you remember when I told you about my miscarriage?" A sadness comes over his face as he nods, but it's not pity, which I really appreciate.
"I always wanted to have kids and I was just wondering…." I pause to take a deep breath. "Would you be the sperm donor?"
