** no one has tried to find my and my late girlfriend's cameo in a previous chapter. it's a real scene at a real place that did take place. just as described. Mia and Sawyer are waiting to find out if they last or break up, so someone try to find the cameo. Hint it's not in Seattle.**
Chp55 thanksgiving maybe.
Apov
I am evil. So frigging evil. I have manipulated and lied to everyone. Soon my treachery will be unmasked. I am so frigging bad. I giggle at the thoughts of what is about to happen. It started strangle enough on the Skeet field with Sammy.
Two months earlier.
I was competing with Sammy in Skeet at the NRA father-kids event, outside DC. We had entered as sibling. She was using my custom 16Ga. Over-under Beretta shotgun, while I used my new custom Browning over-under shotgun. We were sweeping the competition. Sammy problem has been the gun her dad gave her, was too heavy and long. Mine are sized for a more petite frame, and a lower Gauge. She and her dad placed 5 in the shoot. He was so happy. While Dad and me took first. Sammy dad and Mikey had taken first in the Father and son-in-law round. The congressman was stoked.
We were marked as second, after a pair of blonde cousins. We waited for are last set. When a safety judge fell over. Several doctors rush to him, but it was too late. The shoot was called. No one contested the early end. As we waited, the four place team, a pair of twins said how sad the man was supposed to be married next month, to his high school sweetheart. They were both widowed from their first marriage. I look at the poor woman. Weeping uncontrolled, surround by family and friends. how live can be cruel and short. I feel Christians arms around me.
So here I sit on the bed in Grey Manor, in Chris's room. Readying for the most daring prank of my life. Our new dog Rumples is laying on the bed. his soft snores are calming. I remember when Mary showed up at Escala with the two six month old; brown, white, black, kind of urban camouflage painted mutts. We have no idea the breed mix. Christian had a DNA done it came back with twenty different breeds, none higher than 15 percent. So these are truly mutts. The three highest score were clumber spaniel, Blood hound, and Belgian Shepard. The eyes are what hooked me. the soft sad spaniel eyes. His size is medium, but heavy, more like a Chesapeake Bay retrievers. Taylor tease us that he's a middle linebacker dog. He is a solid wall of chest and weight. Only weighs 120 pounds. I marvel at his gentleness, and devotion to us.
He is truly Christian dog. If Chris is around he follows him, lays near him. Even chase him. He's not much of a runner, but he try's. I love walking him along the sound. His Clumber Gait is a nice slow jog. A relaxing pace to enjoy the sun and beauty around us.
The real fun is watching them at Grey house. Rumples is a fixture there. He follows Chris everywhere. To meeting, walks, even to a presentation by the Secretary of the Treasure. If Chris gets too focused and lost in work. Rumple grabs his ankle and pulls him for a walk. Rumples has ruined a dozen pair of Chris pants, till Chris was trained.
The best is when Fifty goes thermonuclear. The Video Roz shot was priceless. Chris is yelling at some poor executive, and Rumples is Barking at the poor man. Like their tag teaming the poor guy. Then Rumples moves in front of Chris and starts barking at him, like that's enough, let's go. He then grabs Chris ankle and pulls, like I said now, Christian Grey, master of the universe. Your dog has spoken. Chris is torn between continuing the rant or his dog. The Dog always wins. Roz tells me this is now the norm. The two men in my life are hilarious.
The really funny part was when we have sex. The first time, we're in the middle of an oral contested. And the loudest window rattling snore come from the corner bed of our dog. I mean he never at night, snores that loud. Only when we have sex. Chris has taken to putting him outside the room. as soon as we open the door. There Rumples snoring away in the hall. Gail even put another bed mat out there for him. He loves to wake us up in the morning. I swear that dog studies are calendars. Because he always knows when and who gets to sleep in and who has to get up. Our rumply old man Rumples.
Rumples brother, Dizzy is the perfect dog for Mary and Steve. He has to greet everyone, and loves to flop and roll on his back for a belly rub. Clowns and just is a people person type dog. A loveable rascal. While Rumples is more like Chris. Stogie and stoic, like a businessman in his fifties. But in private, Rumples is a bigger ham and rascal than his brother. They are both so emphatic, so in tune to their owners. I pet my big boy as the clock ticks down to my execution.
The door opens and Kaylee and Gail enter. I smile, these is going to be good. "Hi"
They smile at me, like they know something is up. "You want to talk?"
"Yes, but I think it would be better to just say at first. I'm sorry if I hurt either of you about what I'm about to do. I just wanted a simple event. Not a big deal. So I'm sorry."
The look concerned. "Anna, what have you done?" Gail ask. As Kaylee looks hurt.
"The Bag on the door. Open it"
They do. A shock and screams and hugs. They dance with me around the room. Rumples looks on like o'god not again with the happy dance. But I see the smile in his eyes. "When's the date?" they scream.
I pull back, bow and giggle. "in about twenty minutes" they look stunned. Shocked. They start to complain about their cloths. I sooth them. This is what we want. Causal, family and friends. this is my dream wedding. Just the easy true spirit of are love.
"That why the girls are in matching outfits." Kaylee says. I nod. "The weird cake in the dining room?" Gail smirks. "Yep. The house shaped cake is a symbol of our future."
The door opens and the girls pile in. the matching outfits are so cool and reusable. I smirk at them. I jump on the bed. as Rumples Howls for quiet. "Ladies is want to apologize for the deceiving you all, to lying and cheating you all. But the true is this is my dream day. so Mary is first bride's maid, and the rest can sort the order for your self's." The stare stunned, I see Sammy start to slip away. "Sammy where are you going." She looks afraid. "You're going to be one of my bridesmaids aren't you?" She looks stunned, lost. As Kate hooks her. the emotions explode as the room get to my dress. The adults are so happy.
"Gail you're going to be our person of honor. Kaylee I want you and Dad to walk me down the aisle."
They both explode in happy tears. We hug, the whole group hugs as Grace and Toni enter the room. the news quickly passes around. Has They hug me "you naughty girl, we could have done some great thing for your wedding." "Grace, this is my perfect, fantasy wedding. Family, friends, simple, easy, the start of a good life, not an event for the tabloids or society. But just us. Just simple complicated us." Rumples howls loudly, I look at the clock. "Alright people I have to dress, we have ten minutes to marriage!"
XXX
Sammy pov.
The news is great. I'm so happy for them. Than the bridesmaid thing. I don't feel hurt, really but I know I'm not one of them. I move to leave. "Sammy where are you going". I feel afraid, the next words will kill me. I brace for the slap. "You're going to be one of my bridesmaids aren't you?" Anna says excited, and concerned. I stand stunned, unsure what to do. No one has ever included me like they do. Kate hooks me back to the crowd. I nod at Anna.
"Sammy are you OK?" Kate ask. I can't speak. The emotions are just so strong and over the top. I put my head on her shoulder. Gail hugs me too. I feel so alive, and happy and so included. I'm not a freak, I'm just one of the girls. Mary kiss my forehead and Kaylee strokes my face. Rumples howls and "Alright people I have to dress, we have ten minutes to marriage!" we all burst into helping and getting in each other way. Till Kaylee orders us out. "Go dig up the groomsman, and get the crowd around the ? "Anna where are you getting married at?" "the Dance floor by the lake. No seating just a circle of friends and family. Christian is marshaling the Minster and the kids."
Xxxxxxxx
Taylor and Sawyer are pissed. We jet to New York, go to dinner and then to bed. The emergency is New York is fake. We leave here at midnight. I have to be at Grey manor no later than 10am. Or I don't get my honeymoon present. We have secretly planed this for two months. it's been easy. Surprise easy. Even the minister and pre-wedding counseling. We faked, kind a, argument. I hope it was fake, Anna let me have for ignoring her about a movie. That I was spending to much time on work and not enough on her, publicly at a family dinner. Dad even suggested counsel by our minster. I tried to get out of it, but gave in after a few hours. No one was more surprised than Rev. Wilson, "Sorry Rev. but were here in secret for pre-wedding counseling, we'd like you to do it Thanksgiving morning." He looked stunned and shaken, I know my parents had call him about us. He quickly became a co-conspirator.
To make up to the family for our trouble, Anna convinced Ray and Carrick to have a big all family Thanksgiving Day party. The Layton fly in as does all the Ray and Kaylee friends from home. We are planning on about 150 to 200 people. The Caters are set. The tents up, Mom is using the planning from the Coping together gala as a template. Then yesterday I fake a Emergency in New York, so Anna can have the night before her wedding alone, like tradition.
As the plane rolls to a stop. I see Welch and Parks standing on the runway. They look pissed. I have Sawyer get them. Once everyone is on board and the flight crews is outside. "Gentlemen, to what do I owe this meeting too?" "Christian what is going on? I know the trip to New York was bogus." Welch challenges me. "Chris, if you're having problems with Anna, we can help you, honestly man. We care about you both." Taylor says putting a hand on my arm, brotherly like.
"Well, there is something you can do for me, Jason." I smirk as he nods. "you can stand up with me as a groomsman, in about two hours. Because all the issues Anna and I had were cover for our wedding this morning." The guys are stunned and break down in fits of giggle and out right laughter. The congratulates pass around the plane. Sawyer looks a little miffed. "Sawyer your engaged to Mia, your already in the groom's men." He shakes himself, "Sorry, I just thought, you know like. Screw it. I'm so fucking jealous of you guys pulling this off without us knowing." Sawyer laughs.
"How did you pull this off, there must have been other?" Welch ask. I nod "Well, Anna and me, Andrea, Scott (Roz PA) and Dumont." "Dumont, your new social secretary?" Taylor gawks. "Do we have another Dumont?" They laugh. "Well, gentleman. I need to get to Escala to change. The affair is casual dress, so feel free to change. Also if a word gets out I know who to fire." Anna isn't scheduled to inform the families till 930am. So let get going."
We load the cars and head out. I watch the city unfold before me, in the clean clear morning. It rained last night. So the air is fresh and clean. The day of our wedding is going to be so perfect. I hum the wedding march song I wrote for Anna. She wanted a one of a kind theme song for our day. I stroke the head rest, where her head should be. What a day. what a wicked night I have planned.
The day before Halloween. Escala, Christian study.
Anna and Rumples enter my office. She locks the door. We're going to play, I get hard. Pretend to still study a spreadsheet that is suddenly blurred and unreadable. I try hard not to pant, as she wanders the room. putting on some soft music. I raise an eye brow. She smirks, slowly stretching and moving to the beat. She leans over my desk "The Event is all set, just the pre-wedding counseling. I think tonight we throw a fight and let the adults suggest Rev. Wilson." "do you think they will?"
"Yes, Graces has mentioned several time, that he is a good marriage counselor, a kind ear to talk to." Anna smiles. "OK, a fake fight, what about?" I ask her. she grins "You'll know when I hit you with it." "o' come on Anna, don't be like that." She smirks and rubs her breast along the desk top. I watch the fabric tight across her chest show she's bra-less. Her nipple are hard. I pant as she flips her hair and bites her lip. "If you're a good boy I'll let you see the honeymoon outfit."
She slinks over to the couch, pets Rumples who sleeping on his spot, a throw rug. She shimmies her tight, hard, edible ass. I roll my eyes. She struts over to me, sliding her yoga pants off. She wearing those blue satin panties with the red lace. I bought her a twenty pairs. We're down to three, soon to be two. She kneels between my legs. And smile "Check your phone." I do there a email from Anna. A pictures of a!
I look at the most sexy, perfect nightie. It's all silk and lace, and ties and I picture her in it. My dick is so hard. I feel her hands stroke me as her tongue plays along the tip. She smirks at me thru blue, deep loving eyes. "Wait till you see what your wearing on the honeymoon" "Please show me?" She bobs and hums, god I love her humming on my dick. I feel the world roll and melt into bliss "No, that my surprise for you."
Rumples is snoring but the music keeps it manageable. I feel the world tilt, has she rise's I rip her panties as she mounts me. we ride off into the sunset. Waking hours later on the couch. My cell is ringing, shit it's on the desk, and I don't want to move from here. Holding my life in my arms.
A wet nose hits my hand. I look in the moonlight room. Rumples has my cell phone in his mouth. Dog slobber. I take the phone. "Thank rumple old man." He bobs his head, like yes. "Hello?" "Is everything OK Chris?" it Taylor. "Yea, everything good." "Gail was worried you guys missed dinner, and you're not answering your door, of email." I smirk and roll my eyes in the dark. "Sorry, we got carried away. Will be out in twenty minutes to eat." "Yes sir, I'll tell Gail."
I smack my babe's sweet ass "Time to get up and eat." She snuggles deeper into me. yawning and stretching her body against me. I moan at the heat she is making me desire. "RUMPLES YUCK!" I open my eyes to our dog licking Anna face, lots of dog slobber. "He's hungry and need a restroom. Come on up and at them. I slide my hands along her hips picking her up off the couch. Caressing her body kissing the sweet lips.
We hunt around for our cloths. We made a big mess. The paper on my desk are scattered about the room, paw prints and body stains are all over them. I will have to reprint everything. I laugh. I don't care, it was worth every moment.
Once dressed we exits. Parks steps out and takes Rumple to his rooftop restroom, a doggie patch of fake grass and fire hydrate. Next to the helipad. Rumples is a cool dog. For 11 months, he's smart and calm, lovable and challenging. He loves to drag me away from work. He always knows when I need to be Chris.
Two months ago. I was working late. I feel a pull on my leg. OK, OK. I'll take a break. We walk out into the hall. I turn left for the elevator. He turns and sits outside the media room. Anna watching one of her TV shows. I look in she sleeping. I start to back out and Rumples push my leg, garbing my pajama bottoms he drags me into the room. he releases me and lays down on the floor. I start to leave, he coughs. Taylor told me it's a dog laugh. I turn to him. He's sitting looking at Anna.
I sit and pull her into my arms cuddling her. she wakes. You want to watch something. "Anything you want baby." She grabs the remote and hit play. Cary Grant in Houseboat. We cuddle into the night. As I carry my sleeping beauty to bed. I marvel at how much she means to me. how much I've changed. How lucky I am to have her. we leave for the Gun thing in DC Thursday. I can't wait to see her shine. We've been hoping to Boston several weekend. To train Sammy. She's really good, with Anna help and the proper gun. I even try a couple of clay birds. I stick with helping Mikey learn to ride. He still prefers wheels to hoofs, but Sammy loves to horse camp. So my kid brother is learning to please his woman.
Present.
I look at the suit Anna has laid out for me. it's so sharp and cool. I smirk as the hot water runs down my spine. Just over an hour till I am a owned man. Totally at the mercy of my soulmate. I smirk into the tile mirrored surface. I love my life it can only get better.
