Chapter Thirty
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Pintrest board name: RED FanFic By 27Elliee
Saturday 18th June
"Future husband, is this disastrously inappropriate?" I ask from our closet looking at myself in the full size mirror.
"I doubt anything you wear could be disastrously inappropriate, Anastasia." He rebuffs from the bathroom.
"Just come in here." I demand frowning, I did not pick this dress it's green lace with strands holding it together in the back, it's so short it almost shows my ass and it definitely shows part of my breasts at the side where there isn't much material. It's not something I would have chosen for myself, however I feel beautiful in it, I look in the mirror and feel confident and sexy. I never felt like that before Christian.
"Holy fuck." He glares at the dress, what there is of it anyway.
"Is this too..."
"I don't want you wearing that. Anywhere." He glares.
"How about we go out just the two of us one night, and I'll wear this. But I'll put something different on for tonight?" I suggest.
"Okay." He concedes.
"Now go away again, you'll like my alternate." I giggle tapping him on the ass.
"Fuck it, let's not go tonight." Christian growls staring me up and down, this dress is red, lace, short but it's up to my neck, with two layers of lace on the skirt and short sleeves. I love it.
"It's your birthday celebration." I implore, my hands on his chest playing with his tie. "How about we get those balls and you can spank me and fuck me halfway through the party, then we come back here and I'll give you a show." I tease.
"Yes ma'am." He mock salutes. "Haveyoueverthoughtaboutmesubbingforyou."
"What?" I frown
"Idlikeyoutobemydomforasessionintheplayroom." He blurts again.
"Christian please speak slower, all I understood was dom and playroom." I frown.
"I'd like to sub for you." He replies biting his lip.
"Maybe one day." I say kissing his cheek.
"Really?"
"One day. It's not something I've ever thought about doing but, if it'll make you happy I'll give it a go." I reply shrugging, before I realised he'd moved our bodies are pressed together in a searing kiss his hands ride up my dress.
"You're soaked." He mumbles against my neck.
"Go get those balls or we'll never make it to your parents." I demand pushing him away.
"Yes mistress." He cheekily replies, stopping in the bedroom to shake his head at all the balloons. His face had been a picture when he woke up this morning to see our bedroom covered in balloons of all shades of blue with silver ones spelling out 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY'
We're seated together at the Greys dining table, at Christian's request he's not having a party just dinner with his family. Every time I move I feel the balls inside me.
"What did Ana get you for your birthday?" Mia asks Christian.
"A remote Charlie Tango that works on solar power and this." He says showing off his ring.
"What is it?" Elliot asks
"It's a ring, moron." Mia snarks.
"I can see that! What do the symbols mean." Elliot replies.
"The hands represent friendship, the crown represents loyalty and the heart represents love. It's a promise ring. We each have one." Christian proudly explains grabbing my hand as well so we can show off our rings perfectly sat on the middle finger of our right hands.
"It's beautiful." Carrick remarks.
"Maybe next year there will be rings your other hand." Elliot grins.
"Like this one?" I reply showing off my engagement ring.
"Ahh!" "Oh my God!" "It's beautiful" "wow" everyone screeches.
"My eardrums feel violated." I laugh resting my head on Christian's shoulder.
"Do you have anything planned yet?" Grace asks still grinning from ear to ear. Christian looks to me, I nod.
"Saturday ninth of July." He proudly answers.
"That gives us over a year!" Mia squeals. "We can go to all the fashion weeks this year... what?" She falters at Christian's head shaking.
"Mia, we're getting married in three weeks." I say smiling up at Christian.
"Oh my god you're pregnant!" Mia squeals again making Elliot choke on his wine.
"This is my third glass of wine Mia, I'm certainly not pregnant." I laugh.
"Christian how's best to fire someone?" Elliot says saving the day, the conversation flows to Elliot's problem with one of his guys whose quality of work and disregard of warnings has lead to the need to let them go.
"I took the balls out when I went to the bathroom." I whisper in his ear, he cocks his head to the side and slowly takes a bite of the chocolate cake I baked that we're eating for dessert.
"They were killing me. We'll play tonight when we get home." He nods kissing my cheek lovingly.
Later that evening Grace, Kate and Mia got the boys out of the dining room so we can talk all things wedding.
"You could have it here!"
"My mom will make you the most beautiful dress ever!"
"You have to have a sushi bar!"
"Bachelorette party in Vegas."
"I don't know about a turquoise theme, Mia."
"Seriously Ana, I know what will make a legendary wedding."
"I don't really like turquoise."
"Banana you've never cared about your wedding."
"No but..."
"Then why can't.."
"But..."
"I mean you didn't care about your birthday last year."
"SHUT UP! THIS is mine and Christians day yet you haven't let him be here while we talk and you won't listen to me. This is Christian's birthday party now is not the time. Me and Christian will have final say over EVERYTHING I am not turning up at my own wedding wondering what's going on because I let everyone walk all over me." I shout silencing Grace and Kate who have the decency to look sorry.
"I just think.." Mia tries to interject, I hold my hand up stopping her.
"Mia you're going to be my sister, Kate you are my sister, Grace you're going to be my mother in law so I say this with the best will in the world: but out. You guys' role in this is to be helpful and give suggestions, that's it. Before anything is decided Christian will have a say. Okay?" I finish.
"I'm sorry darling girl, I never expected Christian to get married and now it's happening and he's my first child to get married, I'm excited." Grace explains.
"I understand, but me and Christian have already talked about some ideas for the wedding. We would like to have it here, if possible Grace?"
"I would be honoured."
"What do you have planned?" Mia asks.
"The date, place, bridal party, colours, and a little about the food." I explain.
"Don't keep us in suspense, Steele!"
"Katie Cat, will you be my maid of honour?"
"YES."
"Mia, will you be a bridesmaid?"
"YES."
"What's with all the screaming, we're trying to get drunk not deaf." Elliot shouts from the door with Carrick and Christian stood behind him.
"Kate agreed to being maid of honour and Mia agreed to being a bridesmaid." Grace smiles, Christian pushes passed to sit next to me his arm around my waist, his head on my shoulder.
"Is anyone else going to be a bridesmaid?"
"I think if I ask anyone else it'll be a bit full and we don't want a big wedding." I explain.
"What colours do you want?" Grace asks as Elliot and Carrick sit with us, whisky glasses in hand.
"We're thinking white and silver..."
"That sounds boring." Mia interrupts.
"I'm not going into business with you if you're going to interrupt people all the time. You need to hear people out and not jump down their throats." Christian says.
"Sorry." Mia replies looking chastised.
"White and silver with accents of red."
"Where are the accents going to be?" Mia asks smiling.
"The bouquets will be red roses."
"That sounds beautiful! You could have silver gems in the bud of the flower." Mia suggests
"I like that!"
"You could have red napkins in the place settings." Kate suggests.
"Oh and a single white rose on the napkin." Grace adds.
"Would red bridesmaid dresses be too much?" Kate asks.
"You seem to want a simple and elegant theme so it would be too much." Mia says frowning in thought.
"I thought about the bridesmaids having white dresses so how about a red belt? Or red shoes." I suggest.
"Do we have to be here for this?" Elliot groans.
"You're my best man, so yes." Christian replies grinning.
"You want me to be your best man?"
"You're my best friend shit head of course I want you to be my best man."