I hear Christian coming in to the bedroom so quickly turn on the shower and start taking my clothes off, trying to disguise what happened. I walk toward the bedroom and almost bump in to Christian…
"Oh, sorry honey"
"You were going to shower without me baby?" he teases putting on a false pout.
"No, no I was just coming to find you" I smile but I feel like a traitor keeping this information from him.
"Good because I like seeing the water running down your body, brushing my fingers through your hair, kissing your lips and…" he shudders.
"Hmm…." I throw my arms around his neck, the water cascades around us, he tastes so good, our kissing intensifies and he lifts me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist before he lowers me on to his erection. He starts slowly gyrating his pelvis, his hands roaming all over my buttocks and very carefully begins to tease my bud, the sensation and feeling his touch provokes amazes me. All the fibres of my body tingle and cry out for more, gently Christian slips his finger inside, I almost climax at that moment…
"Oh you like that baby" Christian whispers
"Oh yes" I breathlessly state, panting in anticipation of more pleasure.
"Let's go to the bedroom" he carries me to the bed, we are both soaking wet but neither of us care.
He sits on the bed with me still on top, our hands can't keep still, roaming everywhere, I pull his hair exposing his neck, I kiss all around, nibble on his earlobe, his moaning spurs me on but as I move to lay him down to continue riding him, I am off his lap, kneeling on the edge of the bed and he is pumping into me hard.
"You like this baby?" he questions between breaths and his finger is roaming again.
I nod as the familiar waves of pleasure and tingling wash over me, I can't hold on and I build to an amazing climax, as I am coming down, Christian reaches his peak and we both collapse on the bed and cosy down for a cuddle.
I suddenly blush furiously…
"What's up babes?" Christian is looking at my face.
"Just hot that's all" and blow my fringe up, I actually remembered that everything was being recorded on tape. I make a mental note to delete the last few hours as soon as possible.
The following morning feels sombre and Christian is very quiet on the way to his parent's house. We have been requested to wear bright colours again and I am quite pleased, black does get depressing after a while and this is supposed to be, at Gramps request, a celebration of his life.
Kate and Elliot are already there and with the three children altogether they provide much amusement, Nanna thinks they are wonderful. Sadly I don't think she realises what today is about but at the appropriate time we all gather at the edge of the lake, a minister says a few words before Grace, Carrick and Nanna scatter Gramps ashes. The moment lightens and we slowly make our way back to the house for food and drink.
Christian and Elliot indulge in brotherly banter after a few drinks; I think they both need a stress release. Kate and I don't indulge but still join in ribbing and laughing at the boys, Nanna is past it after one Tootsie Roll Cocktail, her favourite drink and she is dancing in the middle of the patio area trying to rope Elliot and Christian to join her.
The rest of the day passes in reflection, thoughts and stories of Gramps and Nanna, I can see a small weight has lifted off Grace and Carrick enough to join in with some laughter and stories, I see Christian looking at his Mom and Dad with so much love and affection in his eyes before turning to look at Elliot, who is sitting with Kate and Ashleigh with an equal amount of affection before he catches my eyes, smiles and mouths 'I love you'. Nanna then grabs his arm and gets him to dance to her 'favourite' song by The Beach Boys, Surfin' USA.
I am in fits of laughter, Kate is trying hard not to laugh and has this lopsided grin on her face and of course Elliot is encouraging Nanna. Christian eventually gets away and pushes Elliot to Nanna for his turn. Its Elliot's turn to feel slightly silly but takes it in good spirit and Nanna eventually has to sit for a while to recover her breath and have a soft drink.
The day draws to a close and we all head to our allotted rooms, we knew that today would be exhausting for a number of reasons, the twins are sleeping already and it doesn't take long for us both to fall asleep.
The following morning is chilly but the sun is poking its head around the clouds, we are going to leave after breakfast, Christian has a meeting at 4pm and I want to review the tapes, delete the other evening and then discuss my findings with Taylor and Christian. I can't keep quiet any longer; I will give myself away eventually anyway.
Everyone is sorry to be leaving; it was good, even under the circumstances, to catch up with Grace and Carrick, Kate and Elliot and Nanna too.
"Are you ok Ana?" Christian jolts me out of my thoughts.
"Hu…what? Oh yes I'm fine" I answer quickly.
"A penny for them" He speaks again.
"Oh I was just thinking about yesterday and Gramps, I think he would be so happy with the way everything went" I say.
"I do too baby, actually I think he would be cross at missing it himself" Christian chuckles.
Home sweet home, Gail is there to help with the twins, she expresses her sympathies once again but she does so with lightness and feeling in her voice.
Christian goes to our bedroom to change into a suit while Gail and I take the twins to the nursery, sort out the bags, washing etc., he comes in a few moments later, kisses the children and pulls me into an embrace and is gone.
I take the opportunity to, in a quiet voice ask Gail if she had noticed anything, she nods her head and that provokes a rise in my heart rate.
"Watch the tape Ana" she mouths as a knock on the door interrupts our conversation.
It's Niamh asking if we have any washing needing to be done, I hand over all from our overnight bags and then busy myself putting some toiletries away as I can't bring myself to look at her.
Gail signals for me to go; find Taylor and review the tapes quickly so I can see Christian when he comes home.
Taylor is waiting for me; he looks solemn as I enter the room.
"Hello Taylor, sorry to have kept you" I say
"No problem Mrs Grey, I think you will find the tape very 'enlightening' in parts"
I sit down next to Taylor and begin watching, the first few minutes are of Niamh doing normal tasks, putting laundry away, vacuuming and dusting but the telling part comes when the film shows Gail in her coat telling Niamh she is going to visit her 'aunt' for the afternoon and would not be back until after 5pm that evening. We then watch her systematically go through all of our bedroom draws, cupboards and wardrobes, she is very careful not to 'disturb' anything too much and when she is seemingly unsuccessful in our room, she moves onto the nursery and then Christian's office.
She combs that room very, very thoroughly even taking time to sit in the chair to read some papers she found in a drawer.
I look over to Taylor "Don't worry Ana, it was a note from Mrs Trevelyan-Grey to Christian regarding a charity function" Taylor read my mine but I breathe a sigh of relief that it was nothing hugely important. Christian wouldn't leave anything of significance lying about, he would secure it in the safe in the 'red room' but his mind has been a little distracted recently with Gramps and the funeral so it would be possible to slip up.
After approximately half an hour she stands up, slamming the chair in to the unit behind the desk in obvious frustration at not finding what she was looking for.
"Taylor, do you have any idea what she is looking for?" I ask with a hint of desperation in my voice.
"None Ana, I have even spoken to a friend in SPD to see if he can give any further information, I am due to speak to him again tomorrow afternoon" Taylor looks sympathetically at me.
"Do I tell Christian tonight or shall I wait until you have spoken to your detective friend tomorrow?" I rest my face in my hands.
"I cannot tell you Ana however, she has not done, in the eyes of the law, anything other than snooping around, we have no evidence of theft or any wrong doing. You gave her access to these area's when you hired her and whilst it is inappropriate for her to be searching drawers, it's not a crime" Taylor highlights.
"But we have her on tape!" I exclaim.
"Snooping, being nosey, that's all Ana" Taylor replies "I followed discreetly around after her and found nothing"
"Thank you Taylor, please let me know the outcome of your meeting and I will approach Christian tomorrow, I would appreciate your support" I say the last bit quietly.
Taylor chuckles "Of course Ana, now I must get back to work, I have to collect Mr Grey this evening"
We leave the room and I try and carry on as normal, unfortunately I bump into Niamh which totally flusters me.
"Hello Mrs Grey, are you ok?" Niamh asks
"Yes, I'm fine, what is for dinner this evening?" it is the only thing I think of to say.
"Oh err, I was going to make 'Salmon en Cruet' but I can do something else if you wish"
"No that sounds lovely, if you will excuse me I am needed in the nursery" I blush; I really wish I could bluff without turning the colour of a tomato.
I take refuge in the nursery with my sleeping babies for a moment until Gail makes me jump coming through the door.
"Oh Ana, I'm sorry I didn't mean to startle you"
"It's ok Gail, I thought you might be Niamh" I say slightly breathlessly.
"Are you telling Christian this evening?"
"No, tomorrow after Taylor has spoken to a detective friend" I say rubbing my forehead.
"Are you feeling ok Ana?" Gail looks concerned.
"I have a headache, this whole thing is stressing me and I know that her time here now is limited when I tell Christian, even without any evidence of wrong doing but it is irritating me not knowing why, so I hope Taylor comes up with something"
"I hope so too, go and lay down for a while before dinner" Gail starts guiding me toward the door.
"Ok I will; thank you Gail"
The cool pillow on my face is the nicest feeling right now and before long I am asleep.
Christian's voice brings me out of a horrible dream and I awake with a nasty headache still but the nagging dream on my mind too. Christian finds out about Niamh, fires her for snooping, fires Gail and Taylor on the spot for keeping it from him and then proceeds to sleep in the lounge on the sofa for a week because he is absolutely fuming with me.
"Hey baby, what's wrong?" Christian is a sight for sore eyes.
"Headache" I say "bad dream" I add.
"Here have some food, when was the last time you ate?" Christian asks and I know that it is too long since I ate.
"Could I have some orange juice instead of wine please?" I ask to divert him away from that question.
"Of course baby, but when I get back we are going to talk about what's bothering you lately"
"But I'm fine, honestly Christian" but my own emotions defy me and a tear rolls down my cheek…
A/N: Sorry it has been a while, but I have not given up on this story. I will update as and when I can.