FSG Belongs To ELJames

Apov

When I married Ed, everything was flavoring around in varieties and then, a storm striked dissolving the flavours into gasping breath.

And now, here, at the cafe, sitting across him, he looks the same but still different.

"So...you are married..." he trails pointing at my left hand.

I clasp my other hand over it. "Yes! I'm."

And there's silence again. From the last thirty minutes we're just sitting here, quietly.

How outlandish it is, once we couldn't just keep anything to ourselves, had to just spill it to each other, talking everything and nothing. And now, there isn't any words to fill the spaces.

I clear my throat, "So what it you want to talk about?"

He stares at me for a moment, "I wanted to say...I'm sorry."

"Ed...its...a long time..." I stammer.

"No! Ana..." And now his eyes are pooling with pleading glint "...I couldn't stop you..."

"I had to go!" I interupt quickly, "there was nothing for you to do."

"Perhaps..."

"No."

I shouldn't have considered talking to him. He's bringing back all those memories I left behind, good and bad.

"You have restraining order against me?" He says, after few minutes silence.

"Yes. I had to. You just...were not giving up."

He kept coming back, to talk me. But it was over. All over.

"I know..." he sighs, "I just, couldn't give up."

"Neither did I," I swallow, this is more difficult than I thought, "It was the end."

"Never meant to be, eh?" His raises his brows in mockery, but there's no humore.

"Ed..." I look right into his eyes, "When we think of 'meant to be', we automatically assume forever..." he tries to speak but hold up my hand, "But maybe it isn't supposed to last forever. Maybe it's just someone who is in your life to teach you something. Maybe the forever is not the person, but what we gain from them."

"Ana..."

"No, Ed..." I stand, " I have to go its late."

As I step back he comes around the table and takes my hand in his.

"I loved you." He says.

I sigh and squeez his hand, "I know you did, and I loved you. But I wasn't right for you."

He closes the bare distances between us, "That wasn't your decision, it was mine. I decide whom I spend my life with and I cannot tell you how many times I prayed to God begging for that to be you. But you left, you left because you thought you knew what was best for me when it was you who was best for me."

"Ed..."

"Ana..." slowly he leans in until his lips are touching mine and I ravage into it letting all those memories of Alaska flow back into me, cracking the walls.

*

When I left, Ed gave me his visiting card, said that if want I could visit him and he would wait for me.

He doesn't understand, this meeting, those recollections were harrowing.

And I shouldn't have kissed him, shouldn't have. I told him it was all wrong. I'm married now.

Still, he didn't stop and I not him.

Fuck!

I deserve to die.

"Kind of walk you had." Christian says as I walking into the penthouse. He on his phone, suit up.

"You going somewhere?" I ask putting my bag and scarf on the foyer table.

"Meeting." He replies without looking up and that's when I notice, his tie. It weird. As I look closely, I see the problem.

"Umm...Christian?"

"Uh huh?"

"Your..."

This time glance up, "My what?" with a puzzle looked.

"Your tie..." I point at his tie.

He looks down at his tie, " What with my tie? You don't like it?"

"No!...I mean yes. Its just the knot..."

"Then, would you...?" He motions for me to fix it.

Yeah, well.

I move closer, kind of very much 'closer', and slowly raises my hands and start unclasping the knot, all while he stands still.

As I am halfway done he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer.

"Christian..." I gasp, my fingers suspended between the barely left space between us.

He leans down and kissing my temple and wispers into my ear, "What?"

I gasp again, his intoxicating smell tingling in my nose.

Bloody bastard! I can feel him smirking.

Containing myself I put my hands on his chest and push him away but nothing happen, he just chuckles, tightening his grip, pulling me more.

Annoyance in swelling inside me I have to bite my lips to keep from exploding.

With one hand still around me he he releases my lips with the other, "Don't bite your lips."

This time I look up at him and give him a death stare, "This is my lip! I will do whatever I want to do with it. Bite it, eat it or feed it to the sparrows."

No can do. This man just laugh. Ah! If I could just kill him.

"Stand still." I grit.

"Yes ma'am." I close my eyes and taking a deep breath, which I shouldn't have, his cologne floors over me.

Oh! Come on.

Ignoring the sensation I open my eyes and finish with his tie, "Okay. Done. Now release me."

But, stubborn man, pulls me again.

Irked, I almost shout at him, "How much are you gonna pull me! I am already so close."

There's this amuse smile at his face. That beautiful but vexing smile.

He rests his forehead on mine, "Not enough."

"What does that suppose to mean?"

Instead of answering he places his lips on mine and starts moving it into slow rhythm until an urg escapes and passions evokes.

His lips are soft, I find myself moaning at his every lick.

Shit! Christian, stop.

I maon again.

Aahhhh. Mmmmm.

And just as I'm about to wrap my hands around his neck he releases me and steps back, "I have a meeting."

I am gaping at him as he walks past me and into the elevator, and find myself yelling at him, "Christian Grey, I fucking hate you!"

Fucking Bastard!

Exhausted and irritated I slump onto the couch and close my eyes.

A little bit ashamed also or maybe more. I kissed Ed and now Christian. Well, logically he kissed me but so did Ed.

"Ah!! This is so annoying!" I muffed over the pillow.

Although, Christian's touch felt so different, warm and soothing.

I open my eyes shocked. Soothing? Really?

This is sick. I'm exaggerating.

I close my eyes again and against my will find myself thinking of Chrisitan and soon doze off.

*

As I open eyes I find myself in covered in dull light.

I sit up and feel my blanket.

Okay, I'm in my room. But...did Christian put me here. He's probably back. What time is it?

I reach for my phone and shit! It almost four. I slept away the afternoon.

Hastily I jump off the bed and flung outside in the hallway taking the bun stick from the table by the door.

I fix my stick into my bun as I run down the stairs, my feet tipping-topping and well, the living room is dimly lit as well.

Carefully, I reach the lights and push, the penthouse emanates into the bright evening light, perfect.

"Ana..."

I jump at the voice.

"Forgive me for frightening you."

"Oh! No Gail..." I turn around, "Is Christian back?"

Strangely, Gail give me a strange look.

"Okay, okay, I get, I never ask his whereabouts...its just well, you know, popped in my mind. So don't give me that look."

My answer doesn't seem to satisfy her for she raises her brows.

"Okay, fine, don't tell me!" I pout my mouth, giving away nothing.

Sometimes, she seems to understand everything, like a mother. Not that there's anything for there to understand anyway, but still.

She shakes her head and smile, "Yes he's back..."

Just as she says this I run towards his room.

"...in his study."

Oops! I stop and turn around. Walking past Gail I keep my head down, flustered. Why am I suddenly being like his.

"What would you like for dinner?" Gails voice calls as she walks to the kitchen, all cheery again.

Thank heaven.

"Anything will do." I reply and run to Christians study, but before entering I don't know what I really want to talk to him about.

Oh! yes! Did he put me to bed? Yeah. That would do.

Just curiosity. Its not like anyone else would do it. Still. Curious.

As I'm about to enter. Something catches my eyes, on the wall table, outside his office.

A file.

And now I wonder, why would he leave a file outside like his.

I pick it up and leaf through and there's this name, which strucks me hard.

Later the same eveing during dinner, when Christina appears I ask him, "Who is Jane Hills, Christian?"

*

Okay! So, whatever you think, please tell me.

Thank you for reading.

Beverly(Terrible Writer!)

Ps--I know its 'annoying' , her kissing two man in one day.

Unbelievable!!