Chapter 6

My last few days in Vegas were a sea of pool parties and drinks. When I was going home I hadn't heard from Christian for a few days, I thought he wanted to call me. When I checked out I had arraigned a shuttle to take me home, only the congeries told me. "Miss Steele Mr. Grey has you being picked up by one of his cars, it should be waiting outside." She said with a smile, she added, "here let the bellman take your bags your car should be here momentarily" I took my bill and receipt in my hands and folded them into my bag, "thank you, Sarah." I mumbled reading her name tag. "Our pleasure Miss Steele, come back soon!" I walked around the corner to the escalator to go down to where the shuttle picks up and the bellmen were, I smiled politely, at the man holding my bags. "Good afternoon" he spoke to me, I froze rooted to the spot, as he asked where I was going the white Humvee limo came pulling up, and a small blonde hair woman who looked like she loved ice cream as much as I did bounce out of the front. "Hello there, you Ana?" She asked I nodded scared of the bellman to the left of me holding my two carry-on bags, "Larry, put those in the back. I'm Christina, but you can call me Chris. Come along darling I am under orders that your plane will be leaving at 6 pm tonight and you my dear are coming with me" She pulled me to the back of the limo, and opened the door for me, "My lady," she ushered me in, I looked behind me as the bellmen put my bags in, he smiled at me as if he loved his job, I smiled as I climbed in, knowing that my trip was done, I didn't leave the hotel, I didn't go too far from Mia's side, even when she left I stayed in the room, and hung out down by the pool. I would get scared and spend a few minutes in the cabana and was reading other than that I was alone.

My thoughts were irrupted as the cab of the truck slammed shut. "Ok Ana, we are going to live it up as much as we like I will take you to do things, that Mr. Grey wants you to do. So better get a move on. First, stop Ceaser's palace for a Gonda ride!" My mind failed me as I said, "wait!" She stopped the limo and turned to me, "what's up buttercup?"

"I thought I was going home?" I asked.

"You are, but Mr. Grey was informed you didn't leave the hotel once your friends left and he has a feeling why so today we are going to do all the things you should have done when you were here even go on rides, go shopping, in fact, I could drop you off at the airport 3 am in the morning and the plane will not leave without you on broad. Do you want to go home now and call it a trip or do you want to burn through all that money he gave you?" I looked down embarrassed, knowing I was going to buy a coach seat on the plane and fly home have Kate pick me up then give her my money. I looked into my bag and took out the fat wad of cash, I took the bills out and felt them in my hands, so crisp, so new, so screw it. I thought. "Christina, I am not much for rides, sometimes but the Gonda ride seems intimate" I hold the envelope up, "Let's go shopping!"

"You are speaking my language girl! Let's go!" With that, we pulled away from the Flamingo hotel, the best place on the strip.

About seven hours later I bought a third suitcase and filled it with all of my treasures and anything else I found and liked. I left Vegas with 20.00 in my pocket, and the Black Amex in my back pocket, feeling it heavyweight everywhere I went. Thinking I had to pay Christian back for all the purchases I made, I had to ask him for the statement and figure out how to pay him back. I still had fun with Christina, I bought her some things too for taking me shopping, "Thank you for today" I said as I hugged her, "No problem and tell that good looking man of yours I say hi and to come back with you next time he is here." She smiled as she helped me with my bags.

As I broad the plane it was a small private jet that seated ten with a back cabin for sleeping. The seats were a brown and tan colour, I was in heaven, not yet anyway. The flight attendant came in and asked if I would love some champagne for the flight I said

"Yes."

"Madam, there is something for you in the cabin from Mr. Grey, would you please open it when we are airborne?" I smiled.

"Yeah, no problem."

What could it be? After the attendant left, I unbuckled my seat and went to check out what Christian had left for me in the plane. I opened the back cabin door and came into a dark room. I wanted to turn on the light and looked at the rose petal covered bed. I heard the captain ask to return to my seat and buckle up before take-off. Feeling disappointed, I returned to my seat. After we had taxied out and taken off from Vegas I looked out the window and thought how lucky was I to enjoy the most sinful city in the world. Seeing how wonderful it was, even at night when I took off, how it was lit up how I wanted to take pictures of it and see it from above, and how it looked. Thinking back to the day I let my camera go, I had put it on the seedy pawn shop glass top. Looking at how much it was online the guy smiled with his teeth missing, "I can give it to you for 500.00" I looked at him, knowing the camera's worth was more than that, "dude my grandparents bought this like almost a year ago I doubt it has gone down in price how much does it say online, 2,500?" The man scowled, "look, lady, you don't like it take your crappy sob story elsewhere." Looking at thinking how bad I need the money. I looked outside to another place that could me what I was asking for it, which was the full amount of how much it was sold in stores for. I looked down and thought about the day I came back with it, only Kate went out and sold it for the 500.00 and I never saw a penny from it. I took my champagne in one swallow and looked out the window again into darkness. The only light I saw was the blinking from the wings of the plane.

The captain switched off the seatbelt sign and I went to the back of the plane to the cabin again. I turned on the light again and walked into the small cabin, there was a note again on the pillow. Again by Christian,

Dear My Sweetest Anastasia,

I know, I am not blowing you off, I forgot to put your new number in my phone! Don't worry about the bill my company is writing it off as a business expense so you don't owe anything so if your sister found it just say it was an upgrade! I want to tell you, you are not going to Seattle right away, in fact when the flight crew told me you wanted to go home Wednesday I thought they could fly us both home. You are making a slight detour to New York, then home, I want you to rest up, it going to be a LONG fight! I hope you enjoyed Vegas, I know I did. See you soon.

Yours Truly

Christian Grey.

The mile high club I had heard about it but I never thought about it. Kate said she joined on her way to her honeymoon. A few wild friends of mine have, now I can do it in comfort and style and not in the bathroom in the plane. I looked around the room and looked at the nice pictures Christian had. He had some of his parents, some of his friends, and then there was one of me. In my blue and purple flower dress, with my purse in my hand, looking up at the church, hair straight at that time. We didn't have pictures taken that day, it must have been before. I wondered how he got that picture. There was one more of me the night of the engagement party both of us drunk he had his arms wrapped around me my arms around him, and he had a drink and cigar in one hand and my ass in the other, our smiles were so beautiful, both of us grinning like idiots, pressed cheek to cheek, mind you we were drunk. Did he like me then? He was a man who had it together and had a body whom he took care of, I was a girl who didn't like the gym or went often. I liked the taste of chocolate and found myself in love with Cows homemade Ice Cream in Portland where I lived. I knew I liked myself, I didn't hate the way I looked. I had been a plus size girl, for a while and when Kate was getting married I had added on the pounds twice. I wouldn't mind being smaller but I liked me for me, curves and all. I knew Christian would go bored with me and go for a skinny girl to pose with. I knew who I was, he was there to fuck. I liked he called me when he wanted me, I gave him that power. Also, the power was mine, because if I was available when I wanted it showed he could provide when I needed. Mind you somebody has to drop all things and come running. I have been away from work so I couldn't drop it all, to just fuck. Thinking about all the times I met Christian and knew him, I wish I had known him better. Maybe make this game more fun, knowing how he likes me to sit upon him, how he likes to be on top of me, to make me feel like I am someone. Someone? That thought, oh no it has happened it wasn't long but there is a feeling there! I know I can't have feelings, oh no! I told my dad I had a man, oh no, this is bad! Thinking to myself, why did I tell my dad I had a man! There is no man, no romance, and no love! I stood at the picture I had gripped in my hands only the plane started shaking and I fell to the floor, with the picture in my hands. The other pictures stayed on the wall. How many girls had he had look at this picture? Did he say I was his sister? How weird? Did he just put it in here for me? Knowing I would play into his game? I waited until the plane stopped bumping around, and I stood again shaking like a leaf. I looked in his dresser drawers. For any signs that he had other girls came with him, anywhere in this plane. That he would keep a picture so he could switch mine out for another girl, prove he had a girlfriend. I found nothing, I did find his small stack of playboys in the drawers beside his bed I shook each one looking for a picture. I thought 'Nice Christian, picked issues with bigger girls' I cleaned up the cabin of my mess. I went to the bathroom found a silver teddy nightgown with a post it on the mirror, saying

"Wanna wear me to bed? Either way, I don't mind bed or floor. ;)" classic Christian's charm. The teddy was a spaghetti strap, and a deep v-neck like most teddies, I felt my scar on my chest, he would notice, I smiled I had a few hours before we landed in Toronto, I think I could wear it, slip in to bed, and look like a goddess, or maybe not. The seeing of my scar was too great, how I got it was something that would make me not want to make love to him so I could wear something just equally as sexy, that doesn't want to be pulled off my body, and still cover my chest. I walked over to his closet, thinking if a man flies all over the world on business he must have a dress shirt on this plane. With just my luck I found a beautiful Armani Silver Dress shirt, and a Blue silk tie, I wanted to wear it right then and there, I wanted to wait, and just we land, run into the back slip it on. I smiled as I thought of my plan.

I came out of the cabin and found dinner waiting for me, I was so hungry. I had salmon and roasted potatoes, with wild rice, it was yummy. As we flew closer to New York, I was feeling more and more tried it wasn't long before I found myself passed out on the tan leather couch.

What seemed like moments, hours later I woke up, not only where we still flying, we were going to Seattle! Oh no I missed my chance to look sexy and I had bed hair now, oh no, looking around the cabin Christian wasn't there! Oh, no did he leave? Did he take another flight? I looked into the back cabin.

He looked up from his mystery novel with a big smile on his face,

"Hello, there sleepy head. I was going to carry you in here but you looked so peaceful." He was wearing the blue silk tie and only the silk tie while under the covers.

"Really? That was going to be my move." I pointed to him as he moved the tie so it overlapped the covers, I was guessing a thousand thread count Egyptian cotton, He smiled as he played with his tie and I was looking at his beautiful sculpted chest and arms, knowing he could take me and bench me no problem, however, I saw that I would put his back out. Or least I did in the past. He looked me up and down seeing I was still in the clothes I had picked out this morning which was my Black Guess rock and roll shirt with my dark blue jean shorts with my black converse runners. I didn't think much about my outfit today. He pulled himself up and put his arms around his covered knees and hugged them and said.

"The tie, the shirt or the teddy?"

My mouth popped open as I looked for an answer his face turned into a giggle as he knew I was at a loss for words, he knew I loved the look of a man naked and he was very much a manly man, the fact he made woman scream in delight and toes curl at the sight of him was a bonus at least that's what I thought. I shut my mouth and shook my head, to collect my thoughts I looked over at him and his smiling face to which I said.

"I wanted the shirt with the tie and I wanted you to make love with me just in the shirt." Smiling up at him, he looked pleased, He laid back down, and put his hand over his eyes.

"Ok, get changed I won't look." I took the shirt and ran to the cabin bathroom and left the door open, I looked in the mirror to watch his face as I changed, the cheeky bastard, I thought as he was stealing a look as I pulled down my shorts to reveal my bottom, he giggled as I started to tease him with it, and shaking my bum in his direction. I stopped for a moment and unhooked my bra, I looked at my chest the mirror in the bathroom had a clear shot to my chest, and I turned and closed the door. I rested my head on it as I collected my thoughts, I put on the shirt and I quickly touched up my make up, and buttoned the shirt up, ran my fingers through my thick blonde hair, and opened the door, to find him with his hands behind his head looking at me up and down, my redden tan legs, my red toe nails, my hands, I was still looking down at my toes as I heard him jumped up from the bed and walked over to me and pulled my chin up with his fingers, and said

"No matter what anybody says Anastasia, you'll always be beautiful to me, I don't want you to change, I want you to stay who you are." With that, he kissed me in a deep loving kiss that melted me in a way I never knew. He was it, he was my man to be, he was the man I wanted to spend the rest of my days with, I wanted him, I wanted his kids, I wanted to watch him grow old with me, and I wanted to marry him. Only problem was, would he want me for all my problems?