Every girl dreams of the perfect marriage proposal, and Christian's was beyond perfect. Not only did he make it memorable by asking me where we first met, he had also asked my dad for my hand before he died. Each and everything he does solidifies his love for me. After dinner, we sat in the back of my old truck and looked at the stars before heading inside the house.
"What kind of wedding would you like?", he asks while I'm changing into my tee-shirt to get ready for bed. He's wearing only his boxers as he gets into the bed.
"I think a country wedding.", I answer.
"A country wedding sounds perfect. The country really is a nice place. It's where you can relax and clear your head. Don't you agree?" He cocks his head to the side as I have a feeling that he's referring to the incident with my mom and Elena. I've tried to push the memory of that day to the back of my mind, but it's a fail. I'm haunted by the image of my mom pointing a gun at me and then killing Elena. Sleep has been pretty much non-existant in the last few days.
"I suppose." Change the subject Ana. "So, did Mia know about the ring?"
"Yeah. I mentioned to her that I was going to ask you. Being Mia, she wanted to come with me to help pick it out, but I wanted to do it on my own." I get into the bed next to him and curl up against his body, laying my head on his chest. "You made me the happiest man in the world by saying yes." He places a kiss on my forehead.
"You made me the happiest woman by asking me."
"How about I show you how happy you've made me." He shifts his body on top of me as our lips crash together. I feel his hands slip underneath my tee, cupping my breasts. Fuck. Raising up into the bed, I pull the tee off and toss it on the floor before laying back down. The warmth of his mouth on my nipples increase the wetness that's radiating from my panties. He continues sucking on my nipples while my hands move down and into his boxers. His cock is hard as I begin stroking him. "Ana."
"I want you in me.", I whisper. My hands push his boxers down and toss them to the floor, freeing his erection which is pressed against my body. He then hooks his finger into my lace panties and feels my desire for him. With a smirk, he pulls the panties down and tosses them next to his boxers on the floor.
"You're so wet.", he mumbles. I feel two fingers dip inside me and begin to swirl at a pace that starts out slow.
"Christian, please." The fingers begin to move faster inside me. I'm on the verge of my release.
"Come baby. Come." Those three words are all it takes for me to find my release. "Do you want me inside you?" Um, yeah!
"Yes, I need you inside me." I pull him down and wrap my legs around him. His cock is waiting at my entrance, teasing me. An arrogant bastard with an arrogant cock. "Christian." He chuckles for a second before finally moving inside me. Our bodies move in unison as he thrusts in and out of me. A thin layer of sweat covers both of us. My hands run through his copper hair while our mouths find the way back to each other. I feel him begin to thrust harder and deeper in me. "Fuck."
"Dirty mouth Miss Steele.", he says. I laugh briefly before my body resumes burning for him. He pumps inside me even harder as I feel my body close to shattering again. "Come for me again baby." Three more thrusts is all it takes for me to come once again. His eyes lock on mine while continuing the thrusts. "I'm so close baby." His breathing tells me that he's about to find his own release. "Fuck."
"Dirty mouth Mr. Grey." This time he laughs as he kisses me once more. We remain this way for several minutes before he pulls out of me and moves back to his side of the bed. "Wow.", I giggle.
"My thoughts exactly."
When I wake the next morning, Christian and Taylor are downstairs setting the tv up in the living room. Christian looks up when he sees me standing in the doorway. I wonder if he notices the circles underneath my eyes that are from only getting two hours of sleep. Once again, my mind blocked sleep.
"We almost have it set up.", he says. "It's a nice tv, don't you think?"
"It is." I hear my phone ringing from the pocket of my jeans. "It's Lea.", I say before answering. "Hey Lea." I called her the other day to tell her that we would be in Logan but probably would be gone before she and Henry got back from their honeymoon.
"Ana, hey. Are you guys at the house?"
"Yeah, we're here."
"Great. We're going to be back earlier than we thought so we may stop by and see you. Is that ok?", she asks.
"Of course it's ok. I'll see you then." I end the call and see that the tv is officially hooked up. Both Christian and Taylor look proud of themselves. "Since you guys worked hard hooking that up, I'll make breakfast." Walking into the kitchen, I grab some eggs and bacon to cook. A few minutes later, the smell of the cooking food fills the kitchen.
"I knew I smelled bacon.", Christian laughs as he and Taylor walk into the kitchen. The food is soon ready, and I place it on the table.
"What time do you have to meet with the mayor?", I ask. Christian said the other day that he has to meet with the mayor about the resource center, but I have a feeling it was all a lie to get me to Logan.
"Oh, that. Yeah, you're not going to believe this."
"Try me."
"I don't have to meet with the mayor. I had to have a reason for you to come so I could propose.", he says.
"I kind of figured that. It's ok. I forgive you." We continue eating breakfast and talking. Taylor says that he may drive and see where his aunt used to live.
After breakfast, Christian heads to the bedroom to change because he got coffee on his shirt. I clear the table off and begin washing the dishes. As I'm finishing the remaining dishes, a hand on my shoulder startles me, making me drop the plate in my hand. It shatters in pieces when it hits the floor.
"Fuck, Ana, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that.", Christian apologizes.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it." I turn away from him as I try to get my breathing under control.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, just perfect.", I lie.
"No, you're not. You're shaking. Hey, look at me." With my best game face, I turn around and look straight into his eyes.
"I said I was fine so please drop it." Pushing past him, I storm out the kitchen door to get some fresh air. I need to get a grip. What's done is done. It's over. I walk over to the fence and sit down to calm my senses. The back door opens, and I see Christian slowly walking towards me. He's wearing his cowboy hat and a smile.
"I come in peace.", he says, holding his hands up. "Something is going on with you Ana, and I wish you would tell me." I see the concern in his eyes, and I'm about to start talking when I see Henry's truck pull into the drive. Lea jumps out and runs to me.
"Ana!", she says. "It's so good to see you." She hugs me and then hugs Christian. "Thank you again for the honeymoon Christian."
"Yeah, we had so much. It was great. Thanks.", Henry says.
"It was my pleasure.", Christian smiles. I see Lea glance towards me and then my hand.
"Wait, wait, wait, what is that on your finger Ana!?"
"This", I answer, holding my hand up to give a better view of my ring, "my engagement ring.", I giggle.
"I'm so happy for you."
"Thanks. I'm happier than I've ever been."
"How are you holding up after what happened the other day?", Lea asks. I pretty much told her the same story that I told Haley.
"I'm holding up good." Christian's frown catches my eye. I know that he doesn't believe me, but I need to stick to my story. "I have an idea. Let's go for a walk to the pond. We can talk about your honeymoon on the way."
"All right. Henry, are you coming?"
"Yeah. Let's go." Henry holds Lea's hand while Christian takes mine. As we're walking, I feel his eyes on me several times. Lea tells me that they had fun shopping and exploring but they spent a lot of time locked inside the hotel room.
Arriving at the pond, Christian and I walk along the shallow end of the water while Lea and Henry sit on the dock. My mood has lightened somewhat. Christian splashes the water with his feet.
"There I go getting you wet again." In return, I splash the water on him.
"Oops.", I laugh. He picks me up and kisses me. All of my troubles are gone as our tongues weave together.
"Get a room!", Henry shouts.
"Henry.", Lea scolds. "Leave them alone. They're in love."
When we return to the house, Lea says that they need to get home so she can catch up on housework. We hug one more time before they leave.
"We should start packing so we can head back to Seattle.", I tell Christian.
"Yeah. Ana, we really do need to talk."
All of a sudden a loud boom sounds. Gun!
"Ahhhhh!", I scream, dropping to the ground as my body shakes. My breathing is erratic.
"Baby, hey.", Christian says as he bends down in front of me. He takes my chin in his hand. "It was a just a truck backfiring while it went down the road." Tears are falling freely as I struggle to get my emotions under control. "Ana, look into my eyes." Through the tears, I look into the gray eyes that seem to know me better than I know myself. "You're ok."
"No, I'm not. I'm not ok.", I sob.
"You've been through hell. What happened to you should never happen to anyone. Fuck, I should have seen the signs sooner."
"No, I pretended I was ok. I tried to lock everything away, but it didn't work. It's still there." He pulls me into his arms as my crying continues.
"It's going to be ok. We're going to get through this together. Our battles are fought as one."