We are gazing out to see that it's sunrise over San Diego. It looks so beautiful from his high-up tower at Harbor Drive. I rest my head on his shoulder and it is only then that I notice he is still wearing his t-shirt. I don't know how long we sit there together, not speaking, enjoying the silence and the perfect sunrise.
Once the sun is fully up, we both slip back into bed quickly falling asleep together.
Later that morning I awake to a soft knocking on Christian's door. I sit up sure I had imagined it but then there it is again - a soft rapping noise on his bedroom door. Who the hell is in his apartment and why are they knocking?
Panic grips me. Is it Mia? It's one thing for her to see me in a towel but nude in Christian's bed. I pull the covers against my chest just managing to cover my breasts when Christian turns over and rubs his eyes.
"Come in." He says loud enough to fill the room. I look at him in shock as the door opens and in walks a young woman in a black blouse and black pencil skirt, her blonde hair in curls around her face.
She is gorgeous and has access to Christian's bedroom. In her hands, she is carrying the metal and glass breakfast tray. With two fully cooked English breakfasts on it, as well as juice and a pot of tea with two cups. I glare at Christian as he sits up.
"Good morning, Mrs Jones. I would like you to meet Anastasia Steele. Ana, this is Mrs Jones. She does all the cooking and cleaning around here." He tells me and I relax a little.
I look back over at him, wait, he can cook. He can also use his magic to clean and cook, too. He sees the confusion in my eyes.
"That is, of course, when I'm not cooking and cleaning." He offers to me. She laughs and I turn to face her. Not only had she laughed at her boss but he was Christian Grey, big mistake.
"Mr. Grey cooking and cleaning? I would pay to see that." She says simply. I turn quickly to plead her case to him for not getting mad at her, but he smiles.
"Yes, Ana, I don't do any of those things." He informs me. For a second, I'm struck dumb but then it hits me. She doesn't know about his magic. I mentally kick myself as she places the tray down on the bed in front of us.
"How was your holiday? I take it the villa suited you?" He asks her as he picks up a piece of toast and bites into it.
"Yes, thank you so much! Spain was beautiful and your villa is incredible. I'll leave you to enjoy your breakfast." She beams back at him before turning and leaving.
"You have a villa in Spain?" I stare at him in shock. He smiles back at me taking another bite of toast eating it.
"Yes. Maybe I'll take you one day. When you learn to fight fair." Good, I have woken up with playful Christian.
"Back at you, Mr. Grey," I say before taking a sip of my juice.
"Do you really need to go home?" He asks in such a hot and imploring tone I nearly change my mind.
"Yes, I need to get feminine products." I push out the words at him.
"I could use my magic to get your products here now. Or if you like I could have Mrs Jones or Taylor to go out and pick them up for you. That way we can stay in bed." He looks at me his eyes smoldering. I turn away to fight that look.
My mind pictures his options. Taylor buying me those items would be embarrassing and I clearly don't know anything about Mrs Jones until two minutes ago. As for him using his magic, it's one thing to wear clothing made by magic it's another to put something inside you that was given to you by magic. My inner angel also reminds me about my dad. Shit!
"No, I have to go home. My father is there unless you want to use your magic and bring him here. Which in our current position would be unwise." I say smiling at him.
"With his lovely daughter, nude in bed with me, that could cause issues. Well, I do have magic, though." He offers smiling.
"My dad has guns." I tease him back.
"Protective father wins that round. If your dad will be there, I know just the car to take." He grins like a kid with a new toy. I smile back at him as we enjoy our breakfast in bed together.
We're racing towards my apartment with Christian behind the wheel of the car. I can't believe he has two car collections. He took me to another floor of his underground garage which housed classic cars. One of them I'm currently sitting in. It's old black leather seats help to add to its class.
"You know what this car is?" He asks as he takes us around a corner fast.
"Chevy Impala," I say casually. I actually see him turn to me and gasp.
"You continue to amaze me, Miss Steele." He says turning the wheel.
I contemplate making him believe I have a classic knowledge of old cars, but I don't.
"My father had one when I was a little girl," I tell him as he smiles even more.
He smiles back at me and pulls out a cassette from the glove box in front and puts it into the tape deck player. The lights turn red and he pulls to a stop. There is no traffic at these lights. As we sit here with the lights still on red, I see a car pull up alongside us.
It's a vibrant red sports car. I see as the window rolls down, Elliot is sitting in the driver's seat. A waving hand flies passed his face almost hitting him, as I can see Kate sitting in the passenger seat. She is just coming home, too, seems like I wasn't the only one who had a good night. I crack my window down as I hear the engine rev hard on the sports car. Making it purr like a cat.
Then I hear the roar of the engine rev from the Impala, that sounds like a lion.
"Want to challenge me, brother?" Christian asks out the open window.
"You know it and no funny tricks!" Elliot beams back at him with a smug smile.
"You're not going to..." I don't even finish my sentence.
"Oh, yes we are," Christian smirks back.
(A new character that I'm sure everyone already knows has entered with even more to come. Now boys with their toys to show off. Sounds like a race both Christian and Elliot wanting to show off to their girls. What are everyones thoughts to Kate and Elliot?
I wonder how many of my readers will get the chevy impala reference from another show I enjoy. We still have two wild characters to enter this story and I'm sure I know your feelings towards them.
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