Chpt. 56 APOV:
I have no idea how long I slept for but when I wake the sun is setting, it's just starting to get dark outside and I'm alone in our room. Coming back from such a relaxing vacation, the last thing I expected was to find out that someone was at both GEH and Escala looking for me. When Taylor handed me the brandy, I knew by the look in his eyes that this person was directly related to me. I'm sure Taylor knows more about my past than he lets on, not because I think Christian told him anything but because he has been around enough that I'm sure he has heard at least a few of my nightmares. He's heard enough to know that my mother is not someone that I would want to see ever again. I was surprised that all it took was him saying her name to bring me back to that place, to the last time I saw her. I had completely forgotten, or maybe blocked out, what she did to me that night until he said her name then it just all came flooding back. I haven't blacked out like that in the middle of the day in awhile; there was a time that certain smells or sounds would immediately trigger a flashback but they had become less and less over the years. I haven't even had a nightmare since before our wedding; leave it to her to surface when everything was perfect between us and things had finally calmed down when Elena was arrested.
Getting out of bed, I blush realizing I'm still wrapped in the towel from the bath that Christian gave me earlier. I quickly toss on a pair of jeans and a baggy T shirt, before heading downstairs to find Christian. I hear him and Taylor talking in his office, I can't hear what they're discussing so I'm not sure if I should interrupt or not.
"Ana, how was your trip?" Gail greets me as I walk into the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
"It was wonderful Gail," I sigh smiling. "It was so relaxing; it was nice to get away from everything for a few days. Oh and thank you for all the food that you sent for us!"
"No problem, I'm glad you had a nice time," she says.
"Did you do anything while we were gone?" I ask.
"I visited my sister and her children," she explains.
"That must have been nice," I reply.
"So so," she sighs. "I love the kids and really enjoy spending time with them, but my sister can be a handful sometimes."
"Hey baby," Christian wraps his arms around me as him and Taylor walk into the kitchen.
"Hi," I blush as he kisses me deeply with Gail and Taylor still in the room.
"Have you been awake long?" he asks.
"No, I came down a few minutes ago but didn't want to interrupt you and Taylor so I made a cup of tea and chatted with Gail," I glance behind me noticing that both Gail and Taylor have left the room.
"Do you feel better?" he asks cautiously.
"I do, thank you," I answer honestly.
"Good," he sighs in relief.
"Do you want to tell me what you found out?" I ask.
"Let's go in my office," he suggests taking my hand as we walk down the hall.
"Welsh ran a background check on her," he begins. "We hadn't done on previously because we did not deem her a threat given that she had made no attempt to contact you before now. Shortly after you…left she was arrested only with Stephen on drug possession charges. They both served time, him a little longer though because he had a prior record. They divorced shortly after he was released from jail; she moved around a lot after that, working small jobs here and there."
"Sounds like nothing changed," I sigh.
"Stephen was arrested again several more times, he is currently serving time for robbery," Christian explains which is at least a relief as it means he is not with her. "She was arrested a couple more times as well, nothing too major though just shop lifting and drug possession. We can't find any current address or employment information on her."
"So she's here for money," I conclude.
"It's appears that way," he agrees. "There's one more thing…"
"What is it?" I ask.
"She's married," he answers cautiously.
"That's no surprise, I would be more surprised if you told me she wasn't with a guy," I laugh. "Is he another piece of shit too?"
"Well…" he pauses. "To be honest, yes. He has a lengthy criminal record and does not maintain employment for any amount of time. It looks like he was renting a room in Nevada until recently, but again Welsh can't find any current address or employment information."
"Of course not, they probably spent the last of any money they had to get here hoping that we would give them cash or maybe a place to live," I grimace.
"We can get a restraining order," he suggests.
"You can't," I sigh heavily. "I looked into it a couple of years ago when I thought I saw Stephen on the street. It's been too long, neither of them has threatened me recently enough for a judge to agree to sign a restraining order. I haven't seen or heard from her in years…"
"I will talk to my dad, maybe he has a suggestion," he says.
"I don't think there's anything legally that I can do," I reply but Christian already is on the phone waiting for his dad to pick up.
While Christian is on the phone with Carrick, I review the background check that Welsh ran on my mother and her latest husband. I'm surprised to learn that my mother had been arrested while she was married to my dad; I don't ever remember anything involving the police until my father died. Looking at the information it looks like she was arrested for shoplifting which I don't understand because my dad always made sure she had money to go shopping with. Before they were married, she had a DUI charge along with public drunkenness. I can only assume she cleaned up her act when she married my dad because I don't remember her being drunk and out of control when my dad was alive.
"Dad said there isn't anything we can do unless she threatens or harasses you now," Christian says disappointed.
"Thank you for trying," I reply. "I think we should meet with her and find out what she wants."
"What?! NO!" He exclaims, running his hands through his hair tugging on it.
"She's not going to go anywhere unless we do," I point out.
"I suppose you're right; Sawyer told her we wouldn't meet with her but she hasn't left yet," he sighs heavily. "I just don't like the idea of you having to see her again, especially after what she did."
"I know, but if this is the only way to get her out of our lives then we have to do it," I say.
"Sawyer and Taylor will be in the room at all times with us," his voice in full CEO mode as if he was arranging a business transaction.
"Of course," I agree. "Christian, I don't want to meet here. I don't want her in our home."
"I can arrange a private room, there's a restaurant near GEH that I have rented private rooms at for business meetings that will be able to accommodate us on short notice," he explains.
"Okay," my voice more shaky then I expected.
"I'll be right by your side the entire time, she won't be able to hurt you I promise," he vows.
"I know, it's just a part of my life I wanted to forget," I sigh.
"I'll have Taylor arrange it," he says.
"Soon, please," I reply and he looks at me questioning. "I want to put this behind us and move forward."
"I'll have him arrange it for tomorrow after work," he looks at his schedule to confirm. "I have a few meetings that I need to be at in the afternoon or else I would arrange it earlier in the day-"
"It's okay Christian," I interrupt. "You just took off for our trip, I don't want you to cancel anything else. She can wait until after work tomorrow, we don't need to rearrange our lives because she showed up at our door."
"Baby, you amaze me how strong you are," he pulls me in for a tight hug.
"Strong?" my voice full of sarcasm. "Christian, did you miss me having a flashback and blacking out? How is that being strong?"
"Because you survived," he kisses me deeply, holding me close to him. "If you weren't strong you wouldn't have survived, you wouldn't be where you are today. Anyone else would send her away and not want to see her, but here you are suggesting we meet with her."
"I just want her out of my life once and for all," I sigh.
"She will be, if she continues to contact you have tomorrow I will have my dad look into harassment charges," he says confidently. "After tomorrow you won't have to see her again."
"I hope you're right," I whisper.
"How about some dinner?" he suggests.
"I don't think I'm hungry," I admit.
"At least something little? Maybe some of Gail's mac and cheese?" he asks.
"You're only suggesting that because it's your favorite," I giggle.
"Guilty as charged," he admits. "Let's go see what else there is."
We walk into the kitchen where Gail is preparing homemade sauce on the stove, explaining that she freezes it for later use. She quickly heats up a frozen meal of chicken fettuccini alfredo that she had made recently and set aside for nights like this when we decide on a last minute dinner as we hadn't talked to Gail earlier today about dinner plans. Christian pours us each a large glass of wine as we sit down and start to eat. Although I wasn't very hungry, it's hard not to enjoy the meal given what a wonderful cook Gail is.
Before getting ready for bed, Christian informs me that Taylor has arranged everything and we will be meeting in the private room at the restaurant that Christian previously suggested. I had briefly considered Campenilla's but I don't want to risk the people I used to work closely with knowing that personal information about me.
"Can't sleep?" Christian asks after we've been in bed for awhile.
"I didn't mean to keep you up," I apologize.
"What can I do baby?" he asks.
"Take my mind off of everything," I turn to him, pulling him close to me.
"Baby," he gasps as I wrap my leg around his waist and pull myself on top of him.
"Please Christian," I whisper. "I just want to forget everything….I want to pretend this afternoon didn't happen, I want to go back to the peacefulness of the cabin…"
"Are you sure?" he asks.
"Please…" I beg.
All I want is to turn the clocks back and forget this day ever happened; I want to go back to the cabin where it was nothing but me and Christian, where nothing could affect our happiness. I want to be able to sleep tonight and right now I'm afraid if I fall asleep I will have another nightmare.
"I love you baby," he wraps his arms tight around me before kissing me deeply.
"I love you, so much Christian," I moan into his kiss.
Christian slides his hands under my short silk nightgown, quickly pulling it over my head so I'm only left in a pair of silk panties. I feel Christian start to stir against my sex as he moves me against him, his hands are all over my body and I can do nothing but focus on the pleasure my body is receiving from him. He quickly flips us, so I am laying on my back and he is above me. He places my hands above my head before placing small kisses down my arm, my neck and my chest before finally settling on my nipples. He gently sucks on one while teasing the other one and immediately I feel the need increasing; he gently bites my nipple before continuing his trail of kisses down my stomach. He quickly slides off my damp panties, before kissing his way back up to my sex. Just when I think he's about to focus on my sex, he goes to the other leg, slowly placing kisses all the way down it.
"Christian…"I moan.
"Shhhh….I got you," he whispers slowly moving back up my leg.
I close my eyes as the need and anticipation increases even more; I moan loudly moments later when I finally feel Christian's mouth on my sex. He pulls my thighs over his shoulders, lightly kissing, sucking and licking my entire sex. The slow pace is not enough to push me over the edge, but it keeps pushing me closer and closer to it. Right now my only focus is on Christian and the magical, wonderful things he is doing to my body; I could stay like this all night if it meant my only focus would be on Christian.
"Hmmmmmmm" I moan when he takes my clit into his mouth, sucking on it gently.
"OHHHHH!" I scream out when he slowly inserts a finger into my throbbing core.
"Come for me baby, let me taste you," he says as he inserts a second finger, bending them so they hit that wonderful spot deep inside of me.
"CHRISTIAN!" I scream, my back arching off the bed as I find my release.
Christian's mouth is all over my sex, his tongue thrusts in and out of my core as he takes in all my juices. The constant attention prolongs my orgasm even more; keeping me right on the edge as my sex continues to throb, desire coursing through my veins wanting more. He removes his tongue from my sex before thrusting two fingers deep in me while he moves up my body until his lips find mine. I taste myself on him, but I'm so overcome with desire I barely notice.
"AHHHHHHHH" I moan as he quickly replaces his fingers with his hard erection deep inside of me.
"You feel so amazing," he whispers in my ear thrusting himself even deeper as I wrap my legs tightly around his hips.
His arm moves under my lower back, holding me close to him as he thrusts faster and deeper into me. In this position, he's hitting that wonderful spot which immediately has me desperately moaning for a release. I find myself pushing my hips up trying to meet him thrust for thrust, desperately wanting him to stay deep inside of me where he hits that spot perfectly.
"So (thrust) tight (thrust)….so (thrust) perfect (thrust)," he moans, his other hand finding my breasts.
"CHRISTIAN!" I scream out moments later as he pinches my nipple tightly.
"You feel so good when you grip me like that," he nips at my ear, his words pushing me over the edge and I again scream out his name as another orgasm hits.
He continues thrusting hard and deep into me; the orgasm just continues, my body begs for relief but at the same time I don't want Christian to stop as what he is doing just feels too good. Without warning, he flips us over again this time I'm on top of him. He urges me to sit up, as he moves me against him while thrusting himself into me deeply.
"You're so beautiful," he moans when I sit up fully taking him in even deeper in this position.
"Christian…"I moan as his fingers find my clit, while he moves himself around inside of me. "It's too much…."
"Ride me baby, I need to feel you," he says, his fingers contently stay on my clit.
There are no words to describe what Christian is doing to my body right now as I desperately try to coordinate my body parts to move myself against him. I don't feel like the orgasm is ending, I can feel myself gripping Christian inside of me as I try to move against him. His fingers continue their wonderful teasing on my clit; I'm moaning and whimpering loudly as I move myself against him.
"That's it….I'm so close baby…." He moans. "I need more baby…faster….please."
"I can't when you're….right….there," I pant trying to move faster against him as he wants.
"Yes! Don't stop baby!" He screams out moments later.
I'm focusing on nothing else but moving against Christian, wanting him to find his release at the same time desperately wanting to find some relief.
"Deeper…." He moans, I push myself against him harder pushing deeper into me as I thrust onto him.
"Christian!" I gasp as he applies more pressure to my clit.
"God…baby….don't stop!" he screams and I feel him getting even bigger inside of me, my walls gripping him even tighter.
"CHRISTIAN!" He pinches my clit at the very moment I feel him burst inside of me and despite thinking it wasn't possible, I find myself in the throes of another orgasm seconds later. I can't help but thrust myself hard and fast against Christian, shamelessly riding out my own release as I collapse onto his chest.
"I love you baby," he whispers wrapping his arms around me tightly.
"I love you too," I kiss his chest listening to his rapid heartbeat as we both try to desperately calm our breathing.