Why am I so nervous about tonight? He is a reasonable man, isn't he? Hasn't he gone on extended business trips before? I am brought back to the reality of the situation. He has gone away, but he hasn't had anyone to return home to. He hasn't had anyone that would miss him while he would be gone. He hasn't lived with anyone who has gone away either. I will miss him terribly while I'm gone. By the way he reacted yesterday, I think he will miss me too. I will keep that happy thought in the back of my mind this evening.
CHRISTIAN
As I exit the elevator, wonderful aromas greet me in the foyer. I smile thinking how nice it has been to come home knowing Linda will be here to share the wonderful meals that Gail works so hard to prepare for me. For us. I walk inside and find Gail putting the finishing touches on a decadent chocolate cake.
"You made me a cake? That's an unexpected surprise." I say to Gail as I walk over and dip my finger in the bowl of leftover icing. "No, Mrs. Morrison made this. I'm just adding a couple of things to it. You will love it."
"Dinner smells great." She hands me a glass of wine and tells me it is ready and that Linda and I are eating in the dining room. That makes for a welcome change. I take me seat at the table and check a few last minute e-mails before turning my phone off for the evening. I, Christian Grey, NEVER turn my phone off for anything. But tonight is different. We only have 3 days left together before Linda leaves for a week. I think back to the day she left to go to Oklahoma to sign those settlement papers. She was only supposed to be gone a few hours, but in those hours she was gone it was hard knowing she wasn't a few miles away waiting for me at home. But then the plane crash happened. I'm already dreading her being away for so long. I don't want anything to happen to her. I have a business trip of my own the end of next week, but it won't help knowing she won't be here to come home to.
Something catches my eye and I look up to see Linda walking slowly across the great room from the bedroom. Fuck me. I can't think straight right now. She looks amazing in a shiny sandy metallic colored dress. TIGHT dress, I might add. I'm having to adjust myself before I stand up to greet her. This is going to be the longest week of my life.
LINDA
I come out of the bedroom and see Christian is already seated at the table. He looks up and I can see that his eyes are darkening, his expression changing as he watches me walk closer to him. This is going to be harder than I thought, but I wanted to look nice for him this evening and to hopefully soften the blow that I'm going to be gone a little longer than we first thought. Christian stands and extends his hand to me and pulls me to him.
"This dress is…" I think this is a first. Christian Grey: SPEECHLESS. He swallows hard and seems to regain his composure. "You look beautiful." Christian lowers his head to mine and kisses me softly. Christian pulls my chair out for me and I'm seated next to him as he sits at the end of the table.
He retrieves the bottle of wine that has been chilling and pours me a glass and tops his off as well. Gail brings us our salads and bread to start. I noticed she put her special decorating touches to the cake we will have later. If I had my way, we'd skip to dessert now so we can talk. As we are finishing our salads, she brings over our dinner of Fettuccini with Garlic Herbed Shrimp.
We eat dinner in relative silence. I look up every now and then to see Christian staring at me and I immediately wonder what he is thinking. He seems to regain his composure and as we have finished our meal, he takes our plates to the kitchen and places them in the sink. I refill our wine glasses and move them to the coffee table in front of the large white leather couch in the Great Room. Christian walks back in with his hands in his pockets and takes a seat next to me. There is so much sexual tension between us right now that I can't take it anymore. We sit in silence, just staring into one another's eyes. I feel like those gray eyes can see right through to my soul.
I put my iPod in the Great Room earlier today and have it cued to a song I thought would be appropriate for this evening. I reach around to the table behind the couch and turn it on and stand. "Would you dance with me?" Christian looks at me like he hasn't ever been asked that question before. He probably hasn't. He is the one who is always in control of anything or anyone. He takes my hand, stands, and pulls me into his arms as "Good Enough" by Evanescence begins.
"Under your spell again.
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hand.
I can't say no to you."
We begin to slowly dance while just staring at each other. I want to make the most of the rest of the evening and the next two and a half days before I have to leave Sunday evening.
"Shouldn't let you torture me so sweetly.
Now I can't let go of this dream.
I can't breathe but I feel..."
It is going to be torture being away from Christian for 11 days. Maybe he can meet up with me for a day or two? That would help.
"Good enough,
I feel good enough for you."
Am I good enough for him? The words of Elena ooze back into my brain. "He has needs." I know all about his "needs". I know what he gave up to be with me. I don't want him to resent me by thinking I'm the one that made him leave his lifestyle behind if he misses it. I didn't ask him to do it. I just told him I couldn't do some of the things he liked to do and that I didn't want to be in a relationship based on his rules and expectations. It should be mutual between two people to be in a relationship. Not someone calling the shots and the other person doing what they are told.
"Drink up sweet decadence.
I can't say no to you,
And I've completely lost myself, and I don't mind.
I can't say no to you."
I have completely lost myself to him. I am totally lost in the spell of Christian Grey. I fell for him hard and fast. And then he showed me his playroom. I felt so much anger towards him when I learned about his "extracurricular activities." But he is easy to love. He doesn't see that but he is.
"Shouldn't let you conquer me completely.
Now I can't let go of this dream.
Can't believe that I feel..."
Some days, I feel I am living a dream. I think back to the first of the year and where I am now and I smile. I can't believe how I feel at this moment.
"Good enough,
I feel good enough.
It's been such a long time coming, but I feel good."
"And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall.
Pour real life down on me.
'Cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough.
Am I good enough for you to love me too?"
"So take care what you ask of me,
'cause I can't say no."
I never felt I would ever be loved again after Steve died. I've never believed in fate before, but Christian coming into my life when he did could be a sign. I don't know where our relationship will take us or where it is going, but as long as we are together, anything is possible.
As the song ends, Christian leans down to kiss me. It's not long before it deepens and the passion is flowing between us like never before. We are nothing more than hands, lips, and tongues right now. Christian breaks the kiss, while breathing heavily, speaks. "I love you so much, it hurts, here." He takes my hand and places it over his heart and puts his hand on top of mine. I feel his heart beating hard and fast through his shirt. I wish you would let me touch you.
"I didn't know I could feel like this. You moving in with me has shown me what I want. I want you with me ALWAYS. Please don't ever leave me." Christian's words are choked with emotion as he takes me in his arms and holds me tightly, kissing my face, eyes, neck then my hair.
"I'm not planning on going anywhere. I want to be here with you, for as long as you'll have me. I'm just scared something will happen to tear us apart. I've fallen so hard and so fast for you that some days I can't think straight." I don't want to break this mood, but I have to tell him how long I'm going to be gone. "Being away from you for 11 days is going to be so hard. I'm going to miss you so much." I stare into his eyes, watching him process what I just told him. As expected, his eyes widen.
"11 days! What happened to just being gone for eight days?" Christian releases me from his embrace and is running his hands through his hair at a frantic pace. "I'm not prepared to be apart from you for three extra days. Why 11 days now?"
"I'm going back to Oklahoma for those three extra days. I'm sorry. I wasn't thrilled about it either after I got my itinerary." I walk back over to the table with the iPod dock and pick up a piece of paper with my schedule on it and hand it to Christian. He is shaking his head and running his hand through his hair again.
"This is ridiculous. I don't like this at all. I mean, I have a trip of my own for two days next week to Chicago and maybe that will help take my mind off of you not being here, but still…" I have to chuckle a little and take his hand. His head is cocked to one side. "Why are you laughing at me? Am I that amusing to you?" I shake my head. "No, it's just kind of cute watching you trying to process all of this information and trying to figure everything out to your satisfaction. I'm flattered you're going to miss me so much."
His slow sexy smile is creeping across his face. I know this look. It only leads to one thing.
"Here is the plan. I will call my parents and move our weekly family dinner to Saturday, if possible. If not, oh well. Sunday, ALL DAY SUNDAY, you are MINE. If we can't have dinner Saturday, then we have a whole other day to spend together. We will not get out of bed or leave this apartment until it is time for you to go. How does that sound?" He tosses the itinerary to the couch and grabs me and kisses me HARD. All day in bed with Christian? Does he even have to ask what I think about that?!
"I guess I need to build up my stamina. Want to start practicing now?" I'm feeling very bold at the moment. I take his hand and lead him to his bedroom. He kicks the door shut with his foot and turns me around with my back up against the door. His mouth crashes against mine and his tongue forces its way into my mouth again. His hands move around to the back of my dress and slowly lowers the zipper. Why is it so erotic when a zipper is undone SLOWLY? I feel I'm going to combust at any moment.
Christian lowers the straps of my dress down my shoulders while his fingernails drag slowly down my arms. He pushes my dress all the way to the floor, kneels down to pick it up and puts it on the chair that is across from the bed. I'm left standing in my lacy pink bra and panties and my silver shoes. I remove my shoes while still leaning against the bedroom door.
Christian quickly removes his shirt, shoes, socks and pants and throws them on the floor, leaving him standing in front of me with only his black Hugo Boss boxer briefs on. My breathing intensifies while staring at his chest then up to his eyes. His expression is one of pure lust. Once again he is kissing me so hard it almost hurts. He finds the one spot on the side of my throat that always gets to me when he kisses me there. He quickly scoops me up in his arms while still kissing me there and places me on the bed and he is immediately on top of me. "God I want you so much," Christian says as he goes back to work kissing my neck and continues working his way down to my bra, kissing and licking in between my breasts. My hips and back immediately arch in response. A low moan emits from the back of Christian's throat as he undoes my bra and tosses it to the floor. My panties soon follow.
"Please, Christian…," is all I can say at the moment. I'm so lost in the sexual aura of one Christian Grey.
"What do you want, Linda?" he asks in between kissing and touching me. "Tell me."
"You, please." I can feel Christian's smile on my stomach as he is now softly and lightly kissing my stomach. My hips arch up to meet his mouth. His tongue finds my naval and starts kissing and licking around it. I can't watch anymore and I lay my head back down on the bed and absorb the sensation. Christian is leaving kisses along my stomach and up my sides as he once again finds my mouth, kissing me with much intensity as his knee is parting my legs.
"You are so beautiful. I need you…now." Christian doesn't give me any warning and slams into me all at once and my senses are suddenly overloaded. My eyes close automatically as I am desperately trying to keep up with the intense fast pace Christian is setting. "Eyes open. Look at me. I need to see you," he says with gritted teeth and harsh breathing. "FUCK, Linda!" I look into his eyes and his expression is filled with lust and love. He takes my hands and is holding them tightly out to my side. I feel my insides beginning to tighten as I know I am close to my release.
Sweat begins to form on Christian's body and drips down onto me. His breathing is fast and heavy as his rapid, pounding pace continues. I wiggle my hands out from under his grip and put one around his neck and one in his hair, holding him. One day I want to be able to touch his chest and his back, but I'm not going to push him. I clinch my insides together around Christian which causes him to arch his back and tightly closes his eyes. "God you're so tight!" I do it again knowing he is close. He jerks inside me then slowly relaxes as he finds his release and is now on top of me, his head resting on my chest, breathing heavily.
"Where did you ever learn to do that? That felt fucking amazing!" Christian asks while we are both still catching our breath.
"A woman doesn't reveal all of her secrets," I giggle while pressing my lips to his.
"Well, if you have any more secrets, please share them with me, only me. I thank my lucky stars every day that I was at the Fairmont at the right time to meet you. I still can't believe I fell so fast and hard for someone that I just met a few months ago. I love you so much," Christian says while moving my hair from my face and forehead and kisses me over and over from my forehead to my lips. I can feel tears forming in my eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. Christian is looking at me with concern.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just so happy. I'm glad I was in the right place at the right time to meet you as well. I'm the luckiest person in the world right now feeling the way I do at this moment. I fell hard and fast too." I reach up with my hands, cupping his face, and kiss him. Christian breaks the kiss and gives me his heart-stopping smile.
"What's the smile for?" I ask while Christian cocks his head to one side.
"I'm just so ridiculously happy right now too. I know we have had some bumps along the way, but hopefully they are all behind us and we can move forward. I want you by my side." I smile back at him and he rewards me with a loving and deep kiss that goes on forever. Christian rolls over on his side and draws me close to him and holds me.
I guess I must have fallen asleep. I wake and he isn't in bed. I sit up realizing I can hear the piano being played. I throw on a pair of shorts and one of Christian's T-Shirts and open the bedroom door. I walk out to the Great Room and I see him sitting at the piano bathed in light from the floor lamp beside him. He is playing something I haven't ever heard before. I slowly walk across the Great Room and Christian looks up at me for a moment then back down at his hands while he still plays.
"I hope my playing didn't wake you." I make my way to the piano and Christian slides over to allow me to sit on the bench next to him.
"You didn't wake me. I woke up on my own." He stops playing and reaches over with one hand and turns my face to his and kisses me.
"What was that you were playing? I didn't recognize it."
"It's just something that came to me in my sleep a while back. When I was little, I would just sit at the piano and make up songs to play. Some were good, some were bad. But this has been with me for weeks. Did you like it?" I nod.
"It was beautiful."
Christian stands and holds out a hand. "Come. I have something for us over here." I turn and see that he has cut and plated a piece of cake for us to share. "I almost woke you up on purpose so we could share this together." We walk over to the breakfast bar and sit on the stools. Christian pulls the cake in between us and hands me a fork. "I've been craving this for hours!" He has the biggest grin on his face. It makes me laugh. I can only imagine what he looked like as a little boy. He had to have some happy times before he was adopted.
"This is so good. Thank you for making it for me. It's just as I remembered from the one you made for my birthday."
"You're most welcome. I knew the best way to your heart was through your stomach!" I laugh softly. "I just wanted to soften the blow a little when I showed you the itinerary for my trip. I'm sorry. I'm not happy about it at all."
Christian turns my stool towards him and wraps his arms around me and sighs. "I know. I just looked at it again a little while ago. It's going to be rough on you. You have to get up so early almost every day and won't get back to your hotel until well into the evening. I'm going to worry that you will be exhausted."
It will be rough, but I'm still excited about going, even though I'm not entirely comfortable about all of the attention I have been getting. I'm doing this for me, as well as in memory of Steve, not for recognition or for people to feel sorry for me.
"I'll be alright. I'm just going to miss you the most. Any chance you can get away, even for just a day, to come see me?" That came out almost as a plea.
"I'd like to. I have a business trip to Chicago later next week. I'll just have to check and see how our schedules look." I nod in agreement.
We get back to bed about 2:00 am and I immediately fall back asleep. The next thing I know is it is morning and someone or something is touching my face. I open my eyes and see Christian standing over me, still wet from his shower. This has possibilities.
"Good morning, beautiful. Did you sleep well?"
"I did once I got back to sleep after I heard someone banging on the piano in the middle of the night." I look at him with a smirk on my face.
"I'll have you know I don't bang on the piano." Christian closes his eyes slightly and gives me his sly smile. "I don't have time to properly take care of you right now. I have a breakfast meeting I need to get to." I laugh and sit up on my knees and throw my arms around his neck. "How about a good morning kiss then?"
"I think I can arrange one." I'm rewarded with his hands on the sides of my face and a deep, deep kiss. Oh my. That's the way to start the day.
After we eat breakfast, Christian and Taylor leave. I go back to the bedroom to get ready for my day when I spot something on my pillow. There sits a small wrapped box along with an envelope that has my name on the front. What did he do now? I open the envelope and there is a hand-written note inside.
"Time stands still when we are together."
"This is for you. Hope you like it. Christian"
I unwrap the box and see Breitling on the outside of the box. Oh no. I open it and inside I find the most exquisite watch I have ever seen. It is all stainless steel, a red dial and has 8 diamonds on the face. I notice something on the back of the watch and turn it over. There is an inscription.
Time is precious
And so are you.
Christian
Oh my God, I think I'm going to cry. This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me. I find my phone and send him a text.
**I found my present. It's beautiful. You shouldn't have. Thank you**
Just a few minutes later, Christian responds.
**You're very welcome. I can't wait to see how it looks on your wrist**
I finish getting ready and head down to the garage to my car. Sawyer is already waiting for me. He opens my door for me then goes around to the driver's side and slides in.
"Good morning, Linda. I thought I was going to have to come up and get you," Sawyer says with a smirk on his face.
"I got side tracked by this." I show him the watch. He whistles as he is looking at it. "Wow. Mr. Grey has great taste. What's the occasion?" I shrug my shoulders. "I don't have a clue. I guess he likes me." Sawyer laughs and shakes his head as he starts the car and we head out of the garage.
We make our way to the Dr.'s office to get my foot x-rayed and hopefully have this ridiculous boot removed.
"Everything looks great, Linda. Your ankle has healed nicely. I couldn't be more pleased," the Dr. says. Thank You, Thank You.
"Thank you so much for everything, Dr. I'm just happy to be able to wear two shoes again." He laughs as he shows me out.
I got a text while I was in with the Dr. from Caroline Acton. She said she heard back from the designer about the gown I had chosen to wear for the concert. She said he would be more than happy to get it ready for me and that I should receive it in plenty of time. Oh my gosh. Everything seems to be falling into place.
I go by Coping Together and put in a few extra hours since I will be gone next week. Cameron wasn't happy that I won't be there next week. "Will you bring me back a present?" Cameron asks while pouting. What a heartbreaker he will be when he gets older. "We'll see."
Sawyer and I make it back to the penthouse later in the afternoon. As we exit the elevator, I notice that I don't smell dinner being prepared by Mrs. Jones. We enter the penthouse and she isn't in the kitchen. I wonder where she could be? I look at my calendar on my phone and I didn't have any events listed. Oh well. I make my way to the bedroom where once again I notice on my pillow another box and another envelope.
I open the envelope and the note reads:
"It is now TIME to get ready for an evening together.
Open the closet and you will find what I would
Like for you to wear this evening."
What is with the "time" reference today? For the life of me I can't think what he is referring to. I walk over to the closet and open it to find a beautiful black dress. A TIMELESS Little Black Dress. I just shake my head and laugh. I go back into the bedroom and slowly open the box. My mouth drops open when I see inside the box is a three-diamond pendant. There is a tiny hand-written card inside the box. It says:
"Timeless as it is beautiful…Like You."
Be ready. The TIME will be 6:00 pm.
This is the second time today this man has brought me to tears. These time references are starting to really bug me, but I will just have to wait until this evening for the explanation. I jump in the shower as it is now 5:15. By 5:50 pm I am ready. I have on my new little black dress, the watch Christian gave me as well as the necklace. I have on my black 4 inch heel Jimmy Choo shoes that Caroline Acton picked out for me for my trip. I take one last look at myself in the mirror. I never thought I would like having anyone tell me what to wear, but I am grateful for it tonight. Christian has something romantic planned for tonight, I'm sure, if he has gone to all of this trouble with the watch, necklace and the dress.
I walk out into the Great Room precisely at 6:00 pm. Taylor is standing by the door with a slight smile on his face. "Good Evening, Linda. Mr. Grey is waiting for us." I look at Taylor and smile as he opens the door for me and pushes the button for the elevator. We exit Escala and Taylor has the SUV parked out front. He opens the door for me and I climb in. Taylor gets behind the wheel and pulls away.
"So where are we going, Taylor?" I ask not knowing if he will even answer me.
"Now, that would be telling, wouldn't it? All I can say is it is a surprise. We will be at our destination in just a moment." Thank you, Mr. Cryptic.
At 6:10, Taylor pulls into the drive of the Fairmont Olympic. He steps out and opens the door for me. "Enjoy your evening, Linda." I walk into the Fairmont where I'm met by another gentlemen. "Good evening, Mrs. Morrison. Please follow me." I'm being led through the dining room to what looks like a private dining area. The gentleman opens the door for me and when I walk inside, I freeze. In the middle of the room is a table for two, a chandelier hanging above, and standing is Christian. He is impeccably dressed in one of his expensive black suits, white shirt and black tie. He walks over to me and stops just right in front of me and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "You look sensational. Come. Let's sit."
We walk over to our table and Christian pulls my chair out for me and pushes it in as I sit. He sits down across from me and pours us both a glass of white wine. Christian takes my left hand into his and is looking at the watch. "When I saw this, I immediately thought of you. The red face is striking against the stainless steel band and looks even better on you." I feel like I'm blushing. Aren't I too old to be blushing? "The necklace looks even better than I hoped. It is a timeless piece as well."
I savor the moment as long as I can. Now I have to know what is going on. "I'm just going to come out and ask: what is all this about? I feel you have been sending me a private message today and for the life of me, I can't figure it out." Christian stands and takes my hand and pulls me up to him. "Dance with me and I will explain."
"But there isn't any music." Am I losing my hearing as well? I am given the should-be-patented Christian Grey sly smile.
"We don't need any. Just let me hold you and we'll make our own music." He pulls me closer to him and we begin to dance. Christian starts humming a song that I can't quite put my finger on. I will figure it out on my own.
Christian stops humming and is looking so deep into my eyes I feel him in my soul. "On this date three months ago in May, time stood still for me when I first saw you in the dining room here. I knew then and there I had to meet you. I've never had any strong feelings for any woman before meeting you. I never knew how to be romantic or be a "hearts and flowers" kind of man, but it is easy with you. You have calmed my dark soul and brought my heart to life." He reaches for my hand and places it over his heart like the other day. "It only beats for you, Linda. When I first saw you, I could see the sadness on your face and I heard it in your voice when I introduced myself and I vowed from that day on I wanted to be the one to bring you happiness."
He really does pay attention to details. I was such an emotional wreck in April after Steve died; I'm surprised I made it through the darkest period of my life. Then a couple of weeks into May is when I decided to take my life back. While standing here listening to Christian, I can't believe I have been in Seattle for three months. So much has happened to me in the short time I have been here.
Christian starts humming again and I now know what the song is. It is Christine Perry's "A Thousand Years."
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
One step closer
One step closer
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don't be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
I do feel like time stands still when I'm with Christian. He never thought he deserved anyone's love, let alone giving his love to someone. He is so wrong about not being loved.
"You really do sell yourself short. You are capable of loving and being loved." Christian sighs and looks away. I put my hand to his face and turn him towards me.
"You weren't shown the love you deserved from your mother when you were a baby up until the time she died. All you saw was sadness, violence, abuse, and death at such a young age. That was not fair to you. Your mother had her own demons she was dealing with and in the end, sadly, the demons won."
"With having said all that, I'm glad you waited to give ME your love, attention and affection. You really have no idea how grateful I am that you came into my life when you did. I really was at a crossroads: I didn't know what to do or which way I should go. YOU SAVED ME. I settled for wallowing in self-pity and anger when Steve died and I closed myself off to everyone around me for weeks. I was an emotional wreck. I literally woke up one day in May and decided to take back control of my life and I made up my mind that I needed to make a drastic change and that's when I packed my bags, went to the airport, looked at the flight schedules and chose Seattle. That was the best decision of my life because it brought me to you."
Christian takes my face in his hands and I look up to see tears filling his eyes. I have never seen him like this. "What's wrong? Did I say something to upset you?"
"I guess we have saved each other. I know I can be an ass at times." I giggle hearing him say this. He raises an eyebrow. "As I was saying, I know I can be an ass at times, but it's only because I have realized that…" Christian stops to compose himself. He starts again. "I don't want to lose you. I want to protect you from everything and everyone. I don't want anything to happen to you because of me. Unfortunately, that has happened twice. I'm scared. I'll admit it." He immediately kisses me like there is no tomorrow. When Christian finally breaks the kiss, we are both left breathless.
A waiter discreetly makes his presence known and enters the private dining room with our dinner. "I took the liberty of ordering for us. I hope you don't mind." I shake my head. "No, not at all." Christian walks with me back to our table and pulls out my chair again. Our meal is placed in front of us and I notice that Christian is smiling.
"Why are you smiling?"
"Well, I hope your steak is to your liking. I believe I have recreated your first meal you had on your first night here at the Fairmont." Was he really paying attention to what I was eating then and how did he remember what I had to eat three months ago?
"I'm sure it will be. The meal looks just like it did then. Thank you."
When we are finished eating, Christian stands once again and reaches for my hand.
"Come, I have you to myself for the rest of the night, tomorrow, and most of Sunday. Mom and Dad have an event to attend tomorrow night and they couldn't move dinner for us. I gave them our apologies and they understood totally. YOU ARE MINE." He said those three words against my lips before he leads us out of our dining room and to a nearby elevator.
"Where are we going?" I look up asking.
"We are going up to the Cascade Suite. That is where we will be staying until Sunday. Remember I said I would have you all to myself before you had to leave. This way, I can be assured we won't be disturbed. Taylor has already packed a bag for each of us and they are already upstairs." Of course Taylor has already packed bags for us. No wonder he had that ridiculous grin on his face earlier when he came to pick me up.
Christian opens the door to our suite and allows me to walk in ahead of him. It is beautiful. There is a large living area and even a grand piano in the corner. There is a four poster king size bed and even a dining room. There is even a bottle of champagne already on ice.
"I can't believe you did this just for us. Thank you." I have the most ridiculous smile on my face as I reach up to kiss him.
"No need to thank me. I want this weekend to be about us. The staff has explicit instructions not to disturb us unless there is a dire emergency and it damn well better be a good excuse or someone will be fired!" He arches an eyebrow and smiles.
Happy Anniversary.
This is going to be a really good weekend.
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Until next time!
SONGS
"GOOD ENOUGH" – EVANESCENSE
"A THOUSAND YEARS" – CHRISTINE PERRY
