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WOW! I didn't put a Kleenex alert on the last chapter because I didn't think it was necessary but it seems many of you needed the tissues!
Getting to dance with Christian was much harder than it seemed. It took nearly half an hour just to make it to the dance floor with people stopping to congratulate me and make small talk. Christian is taking it all in his stride but I just want to get my husband on the dance floor and seduce him.
The music was up-beat when we entered but by the time we make it to the dance floor it has slowed down considerably and only a handful of people are still on the floor. Christian pulls me at once to his chest. One arm wrapped tightly around my waist while the other cups my hand in his own. We sway softly to the music that's playing and I rest my head on his shoulder. I'm exhausted.
"I'm so proud of you Ana." Christian whispers into my ear as we move. "So proud."
I beam. I know he's being sincere and to have him tell me he's proud of me makes my chest swell. The lighting in the marquee is dim, the music is being played by a string quartet, very classical yet for some reason it sounds modern. The pale blue flowers stand high on stands around the room and they're very beautiful. Grace normally takes them to patients in the hospital after events like these but I wonder if she'll let me take one of the orient displays back to Escala with me.
Ray is dancing with someone I have never seen before. He seems happy as does the woman he is with. I can't help but smile as I glance over to my Mom who seems so content in Bob's arms though he looks oddly uncomfortable. I'm sure my Mom dragged him onto the dance floor without giving him an option. I am happy. I am at peace. This feels so right and I haven't a care in the world at this moment.
"Your speech was perfect." Christian mumbles and I can hear the slight sadness in his voice.
"I'm sorry." I whisper knowing it must have hurt for him to have me mention him without saying his name, the family all knew who I was referring too.
"Don't apologise, is that the reason you didn't want me to hear it before hand?" He asks and I shrug though the answer is absolutely a yes.
"I thought you would want me to change it and I'd spent so long trying to word it right." I explain weakly, it's a really lacklustre excuse but it's all I can say as it's the truth.
"You made my Mom cry." He laughs softly. "She was in awe of what you were saying."
"I'm very lucky to have such a wonderful Mother in law." I shrug. "She really is a magnificent human being Christian."
"I know." He smiles before spinning me around and bringing an end to the conversation.
He pulls me back into his chest and holds me close. I love being here, in his arms, I feel safe here.
"I want to know what you're hiding beneath this dress Ana." He whispers as his finger strokes down the side of my rib cage, this man can melt me with his words.
"There's something I want you to do to me Christian, and I hope what I have done will inspire you to do that." I explain without moving my head from his shoulders. He comes to a complete stop and stares at me questioningly. I grin and step up closer to him before going onto my tip toes, even in my Prada heels I'm still shorter than him.
"I want you to fuck my breasts Christian." I whisper after cupping my hand around his ear.
When I step back he looks at me with a smile on his face yet he has shock in his eyes.
"Why do you say that Ana?" He asks pulling me back into his arms and continuing the dance.
"It's something you said once you would do but never have done, we've done all manner of kinky fucker Christian but that is something we haven't, I don't actually even know what it means but I know it will be pleasurable. It will be a first for me."
He looks down at me and I see the love and admiration in his eyes.
"I think we'll need to get into the playroom without your parents knowledge tonight as I plan to make you scream Ana." He laughs knowing that the playroom is soundproofed but the bedroom isn't.
"I look forward to it." I laugh before he spins me around because the music has picked up pace.
I barely see Taylor approaching until Christian pulls me to the side and our dancing comes to a halt.
"Mr Grey, Mrs Grey, we have a situation." Taylor says as Sawyer runs to us trying to look calm but miserably falling.
"Ana go with Sawyer…"
"No." I reply firmly. "Christian, no secrets remember?" I say glaring at him.
Christian looks at Taylor who gives nothing away.
"Fine, you and Sawyer come with us, seeing as you like being in control of something organise someone to bring the third SUV to pick up your parents?"
"Sure." I say snatching my BlackBerry from Sawyer.
I send a quick text to Ryan to which I receive one back saying that they will be at Bellevue in thirty minutes. My parents are having so much fun they probably don't notice the four of us rushing to the nearest fire exit.
Once in the cool air we stop and Taylor looks at the two of us nervously.
"It seems that there has been an accident of sorts." Taylor begins and I grasp Christian's hand knowing that this isn't going to be good.
"What is it Taylor?" I ask shaking a little.
"It seems that the JEH jet was in the process of taking off to go to pick up the president of Grey's Handling Taiwan when an electrical failure occurred."
I gasp and one of my hands flies to my mouth. I remember back to Charlie Tango's sabotage and how I almost lost Christian.
"Injuries?" Christian asks calmly, how he can be calm at a time like this I don't know.
"Three on board, three fatalities."
They're dead.
"Who?" Christian continues.
"Stephan, Beighley and Natalia."
I gasp again and close my eyes. Three people I know, three people I genuinely cared about, three members of Christian's trusted staff have been killed.
"Was it an accident or was it…" Christian's voice trailed off as he slips an arm around me and pulls me close.
"We don't know Sir, there will be an investigation of course."
"What are the chances this was an accident?" I ask looking from Christian to Taylor and back again.
"Slim." Taylor admits sheepishly and I feel lightheaded.
"We need to go home Ana, ok?" Christian says stroking my hair.
"No we need to go and see the families Christian." I say. "They've just lost people, they worked for you, it's your duty."
"Ok let Sawyer take you home." Christian says.
"Sir if I may…" Taylor interrupts awkwardly. "You're needed at Sea-Tac."
"Ok Sawyer take Ana home."
"No!" I yell. "I'm coming with you!"
Christian groans, I know he would prefer me to sit at home but if I'm with him I won't worry about something happening to him.
"Fine, let's go." He sighs grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the cars.
The press have caught wind of what has happened to GEH Jet and we are suddenly surround by press. I have tears running down my cheeks from the news that the crew who flew us to Aspen and two of the people on board who flew us to London have been killed. Taylor and Sawyer engulf us as we walk trying to block the press from getting pictures of us. My phone vibrates in my hand and I see it's Kate, no surprise there as I'm sure someone from her paper has contacted her and let her know and asked her to get the scoop.
We climb into the SUV and Christian pulls me to him, holding me tight and I can hear his breathing is a little erratic. I glance up at him and see that his eyes are pooled with tears too, my poor fifty.
"It's ok to be upset Christian." I whisper stroking his cheek softly.
"I'm in shock Ana."
"I know." I nod. "Me too."
"Stephan was a good friend, trusted pilot." His voice shakes even more.
"He was also a kind hearted and talented young man." I add and Christian nods. "It's ok to Cry Christian." I tell him my own voice breaking with unshed sobs.
He buries his face into my hair and lets go, taking me with him.