Anastasia's OBGYN couldn't get us in until Monday afternoon, so we decide go into work early to get as much work done as we can before lunch. Unfortunately, I'm finding it hard to concentrate on anything work related. I can't keep my mind off the fact that we're going to be having a child. I'm excited and terrified at the same time. I fear that I'm going to be a terrible father, even though I'm going to try my best to not fuck the kid up. Anastasia will no doubt be a wonderful mother and I'm hoping her parenting skills will outweigh my bad genes.

Experiencing the love that Elliot and Kate have for Ava-seeing how incredibly precious Ava is-has been a gift to Anastasia and I. Without seeing the love they have for Ava and the love I have for her, I would have never seen past my insecurities. I'm still terrified, but I refuse to let my insecurities fuck up my life anymore. Anastasia was born to be a mother; she's a complete natural and I want to give her that experience. I want to experience it with her. I said from the beginning that I wanted to give her things that no other fucker could and I still feel that way. I'm the only one that can give her what she desires most and, to be honest, it's what both of us desire now. I want a child with her. That child will be a physical reminder of the love her and I have together. It will be half her and half me...the best parts of each of us. I want to see her carry my child; I want to see her body change and her belly swell from the life that we created together. I know this is going to be such an emotional adventure for us and I'm looking forward to every step of the way.

I will treat my girl like the queen she is and make sure that her life is as stress free as possible. I can't wait to take care of pregnant wife. It is already so satisfying to take care of her now; I can't wait to see how satisfying it is when she's carrying my child. I know I'll be impossibly more possessive than I already am, but my whole life will be wrapped in her tiny frame. I will do everything in my power to keep my wife and my child safe and I don't care how much of a controlling bastard I have to be to do it.

Even though I haven't gotten much work done, my girl seems to have gotten plenty done. I went to visit her around 10:00 am and she was so busy that I ended up pecking her on the lips while she was in the middle of a phone call and leaving her office. It's lunchtime and I have yet to hear from her about lunch. Andrea had said that the receptionist from Grey Publishing called up, saying that Anastasia and Elizabeth were stuck in a meeting and would be working through lunch, so I'm stuck eating a cold turkey sandwich that Andrea picked up across the street. Usually, it wouldn't bother me, but my nerves are high today. Anastasia usually helps with that, but she's unavailable so I'll have to deal with it myself. Tonight, I've decided, we'll go out to dinner and have a nice little date before we head back to the house to lock ourselves in the bedroom for the night.

While lost in my head, Anastasia comes tripping in my doorway, taking a nose dive towards the floor, the mound of papers she is holding going flying.

"Ana!" I jump out of my chair and, in a blink of an eye, am on my knees next to her. She's caught herself on her hands and knees and sits back on her knees to dust off her hands.

"What happened?"

She shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Christian. I'm just so flustered. I'm still so behind on the things I missed while dealing with the puppies and-" She sees her papers all over the floor. "Oh, no. I didn't have the pages secured yet." She begins to collect her papers and I help her get them in a big stack. "Now, I'm going to have to go through and put the pages in order."

She sits cross-legged on the floor and begins to hunt through the papers frantically.

"Hey...easy." My girl's a mess.

"No, I'm okay, I just want to get this done before we go to the doctor. I-"

I put my finger to her lips, silencing her.

"You go sit at my desk and eat the other half of my turkey sandwich and I'll put them in order." The page numbers are on the bottom of each page, so it shouldn't be too hard.

"Oh, Christian...I don't want you to-"

"Hush, now. Do as I say." I take her arms and stand, pulling her with me. "Go on." I turn her and smack her backside to get her going. When she has a seat at my desk, I take a seat on the floor again and begin to put them back in order.

When I'm finished, I look up and find her watching me while she sips my tea from Starbucks.

"Why didn't you have these bound?"

"Hannah is off sick today and I couldn't find the hole puncher. It's too thick to staple. I was hoping you had one up here so I could bind it."

I sigh and pick up the pile of papers I just sorted plus the three other manuscripts that are already bound. "Anastasia...I think you're putting too much on yourself. You can't do it all yourself."

She shakes her head. "Christian, I'm the Editor. It's my job."

Placing the pile on my desk, I move around and pull open the second drawer, producing a three hole puncher.

"Ah, thank you." She smiles at me and pulls everything towards her and begins to take a few pages at a time, punching holes before placing them in a binder.

I take a seat in one of the chairs opposite my desk and rub my temples. I know Anastasia doesn't want to admit that she's becoming overwhelmed with all the work, but she needs to be honest, especially if we're planning on having a child. She can't stress herself out during the pregnancy.

"Ana, baby..."

She looks up at me through her eyelashes for just a moment before looking back down at her task. She's decided to ignore me.

"Listen to me. GP has taken on many new authors and I think it's time that the company expand a bit. I've went over the numbers with accounting and we've got room in the budget for another editor, an assistant, and maybe even an intern."

She stops halfway through her hole-punching and looks up at me. "You don't think I can manage?"

I shake my head. "No, that's not it. You've been doing an incredible job. Hell! Half of these new authors signed because of you. There's just too much for one person to do. Elizabeth has too much on her plate too. We can delegate a bit of each of your work to the new editor. I've got Ros setting up a meeting for later this week for the company to get together and discuss this."

She chews her lip as she regards me. She doesn't know what to think. I know she'll never confess that she needs help.

I make my way to her side of the desk and turn her to the side so I can kneel between her legs. "This is happening. Don't think too much on it. It has nothing to do with your abilities as an editor. I wanted you to know before it happened. It's okay to delegate some of the tasks to someone else. You've got enough on your plate. Don't you think it'll be nice to have some more time free? For Stronger Together? For me?"

A small grin forms on her face.

"I am going to impregnate you afterall...wouldn't you like that extra time to kick your feet up and let your sexy husband rub your achy back?" She giggles at me as I rub her flat stomach.

"Fine."

I smile. "Great."

XxXxXx

Anastasia is sitting in a paper gown while we wait for the doctor. I see her legs swinging as they dangle off the side and she's picking at her fingernail.

"Baby? You alright?"

She takes a deep breath in and releases it slowly.

"Yes. I'm nervous."

My eyebrows knit together. "Nervous? Are you having second thoughts? Do you want to wait?"

She shakes her head. "No, no. It's an excited kind of nervous."

I smile at her and step up in front of her, between her legs. "I'm nervous too, baby." I brush my lips against hers. "We're ready for this. A new chapter in our lives...a new adventure in a way."

Giggling, she presses her lips to mine. "Yes, you're right, but I still have worries."

"Like what?"

I see her eyes fill with tears, confusing me more.

"Babydoll, tell me." I coax, nuzzling her nose with mine.

She sniffles and blinks, wiping her tears away quickly.

"What if we have fertility issues? What if we can't get pregnant...or I get pregnant and miscarry? What if-"

"Shhh, hush now." I reach up and smooth her hair. "One step at a time, sweet girl. We'll take whatever steps we need to take. There are plenty of ways to have a baby. We'll find a way. Plus, there's always adoption."

She smiles at me. "Yes. Yes, you're right. I'd like to readdress the subject of adoption later."

My lips curl into a grin. "You want to adopt?"

She nods. "Some day."

Now, it's my turn to swallow back tears. This woman is fucking astonishing.

There's a knock on the door, breaking our eye contact.

"Dr. Greene. Can I come in?"

"Yes." Anastasia answers while she fidgets. I take the spot beside her and hold her hand.

The woman comes in, wearing a smile and Anastasia returns it.

"Hello, Anastasia! How are you today?"

"I'm doing well! Dr. Greene, this is Christian, my husband."

We exchange pleasantries and she has a seat in the rolling seat while she looks over Anastasia's chart.

"So, you're ready to remove your IUD. Are you wanting to discuss other forms of birth control or are you two ready to start a family?"

Anastasia smiles. "We're ready to try."

"Well, congratulations! When was your last period, Ana?"

"It ended last week."

Dr. Greene nods and she writes in the chart. "Uh huh...alright. Well...it's usually easier to take the IUD out while you're on your period, but I doubt you want to wait for that, so we'll go ahead and take it out today. It might be a little uncomfortable while I remove it and, although you might be eager to start trying right after the removal...I'd wait a few hours. Give your body a few hours to get use to it and check for any bleeding."

Anastasia nods at the doctor.

"Do you have any questions at the moment?" Dr. Greene looks to Anastasia and then to me. "No? Alright. Well, when you end up getting a positive pregnancy test, go ahead and make an appointment to get checked out. We'll talk about anything and all things baby then, so if you two come up with any questions between now and then, it's best you write them down."

"We will." Anastasia answers.

"Great. I'll also write you a prescription for prenatals. It is so important to get your body ready for your baby. Now, lay back and put your feet in the stirrups." Dr. Greene pulls out the stirrups and Ana and I look at one another. When I cock an eyebrow at her, she bursts into a giggle. I bet my table is more comfortable. I give her a cheeky grin as she continues to giggle.

She's giggling so much that Dr. Greene is now amused. "Everything alright there, Ana?"

Anastasia nods, wiping at her tears that have formed from her giggle fit. "Yes, I'm sorry. Guess it's just nerves."

Dr. Greene shakes her head, but her smile remains. Slipping her gloves on and pulling the cart of tools closer to her, she tells Anastasia to scoot down the table. She lifts the sheet, folding it at her knees and tells her to scoot a little more.

"There we go. Right there."

Anastasia squeezes my hand and gives me a beaming smile while the doctor begins her work. To keep my mind off of the fact that someone else is getting up close and personal with what is mine, I lean over and give Anastasia a kiss.

"Alright, Anastasia...are you ready?" Dr. Greene asks, and my heart jumps.

"Yes!" Anastasia says impatiently.

"Alright, just relax your muscles. It'll help release easier."

Anastasia releases a long breath and relaxes her body.

"Okay, it's out." I look over and see a small white plastic looking T sitting on the tray next to the tools. I find myself scowling a little at it. I try to ignore the fact that she got it when that first fucker took her virginity. Did he come with her to the doctor? My eyes shoot over to Dr. Greene who is pulling off her gloves and washing her hands in the sink.

"Christian? Are you okay?" Anastasia is now sitting up, looking worried.

I give her a forced smile. "Yes, everything's fine, baby." I press my lips to her forehead.

When the doctor leaves, I help her dress and I can feel her eyes on me as I work.

"Did that first fucker come with you?"

Her eyebrows knit together. "What do you mean?"

"When you got it put in...Did he come with you? Did Dr. Greene meet him?"

Her eyes widen. "What? No! Of course not. We weren't that close, Christian. You know that. Before my parents left for Georgia, my mother thought it might be best if I got one. She knew I wasn't sexually active, but she said it would put her and Daddy's minds at ease knowing I wouldn't end up pregnant while they were gone."

I stare at her for a second before I start to laugh. "You got it because of your mother?"

She giggles and shrugs. "It shut her up about it. Sex isn't something that you want your parents to keep bringing up."

I nod. "That's true." I let out a sigh. I feel much better knowing that the IUD wasn't that fucker's decision.

XxXxXx

We have dinner at my restaurant and I slide in her chair before having a seat across from her. We have a window seat, the best seat in the house.

"Christian, the view is incredible. I didn't get to see it when we came for Kate's bachelorette."

"I wanted you three in a corner where you'd be safest."

She smiles at me and reaches across the small table to take my hand. "You're so sweet, baby. I love how protective you are."

"Thank you, Ana. Thank you for not fighting me on it."

She shakes her head. "I would never."

I'm hoping she still feels that way after she's pregnant.

"Hello, Mr. Grey. Mrs. Grey. My name is Alexa and I'll be your waitress this evening. Mr. Grey? The usual wine?"

I shake my head. "No. No wine tonight. We'll have two glasses of the natural raspberry tea, extra raspberries."

As she walks off, Anastasia gives me a quizzical look. "No wine?"

I shake my head. "No, wine for you Mrs. Grey. You'll be expecting soon."

Her lips slowly curl up into a grin. "Yes, you're right. I wasn't thinking. Raspberry tea is lovely."

"Good." I pick up the menu and look through it quickly. "What sounds good, baby?"

"You pick, sir."

My head jerks up to meet her face, and I see a seductive little grin on my girl's face.

Well played, pretty girl.

"As you wish, Mrs. Grey." Fuck. I already want to take her home and fuck the daylights out of her.

XxXxXx

"Stay."

I park in the circular driveway right in front of the house. Taylor will put the car in the garage later. I climb out of my side and hurry to hers, helping her out.

"Such a gentleman, Mr. Grey."

I give her a cheeky grin and throw her over my shoulder, making her squeal. I slam her door and hurry to the door, making her bounce on the way.

She giggles and smacks my butt while I unlock the door. "I recant my gentleman comment. You're a cave man."

I carry her up the stairs and into our bedroom, where I stand her upright. She's breathless, her hair wild from being rough-housed, and she looks incredible.

"You're so fucking sexy." I growl, pulling her to me so I can devour her mouth.

Picking her up, my mouth stays fused to hers as I lay us both down against the pillows. I begin to unfasten her pants as she kicks off her shoes and lifts her hips to make it easier.

I hum against her mouth. "Good girl."

I yank her bottoms and panties off together and throw them to the side before dipping my head down, allowing myself a small taste of her before I continue ridding her of her top. Soon enough, we're both naked and I return to her center to continue with dessert.

"Oh, Christian!" Her hands find my hair as she encourages me to continue. Not willing to drag it out tonight, I bring her to orgasm quickly, enjoying listening to her as I work her down from it.

I kiss back up her body until my mouth finds hers again. I can feel her hands trembling as they explore my shoulders and I find myself getting a bit nervous myself. I decide to take my time and explore her mouth slowly and methodically, dominating her mouth like I dominate her body. Her fingers rake through my hair and I feel her arching her back to try to decrease the distance between us.

I release her mouth and lower myself from my elbows, pressing her into the mattress. "Is this better, baby?"

She gives me a sweet smile and wraps her legs around me, my hard-on pressing against the mattress below her legs. I can feel her heat against my lower stomach and nuzzle my nose with hers. She brushes her lips against mine a few times and I see her eyes fill with tears.

"What is it, Ana? What's wrong?"

Letting out an airy laugh, she blinks and shakes her head. "Nothing is wrong. Just overwhelmed."

I give her a smile. "It's emotional." I wipe a stray tear from her cheek as she nods. "There's nothing between us."

She shakes her head. "Nothing. Just you and me." She takes a deep breath and sighs. "We're going to make a baby."

My smile widens. "We are. Are you ready?" A mixture of panic and excitement swirl in my chest, but I force it back.

She sniffles and nods. I position myself and press into her slowly, relaxing back on top of her when I'm seated completely inside.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Christian."

I'm not sure why this is so fucking emotional for me, but I find myself tearing up before I even begin to move. I keep my pace slow, my strokes deep, and keep eye contact with my girl. Her mouth opens in a silent moan and her eyes flutter shut as my thrusts get harder.

"Oh, Christian... just like that... don't stop. You feel so good."

I hum. "You, too, baby." She tightens around me, making me groan. "That's my girl."

She begins to pant and I thrust just a little harder and a little faster to get her there. As she explodes, she lets out a sob and I kiss her hard as she falls apart below me. I still inside of her as she recuperates. She is taking shuddering breaths and trying to calm her crying, but she's having a hard time. Kissing each of her eyelids, I try to calm her the best I can.

"I love you so much, Christian. This is so intense. I know we're just making love, but-"

I press my lips to hers to quiet her. "I know, baby." It is intense. It's beyond just physically intensity. It's an emotional intensity that neither one of us have ever felt before. The love between the two of us is going to create another human being; this is a whole new level that neither of us have gotten to experience.

"Thank you for making a baby with me, Mrs. Grey."

She gives me a watery smile. "Thank you for letting me."

Finding her lips again, I begin to move, my pace quicker this time, but I keep my thrusts deep. I love feeling every inch of her as I pull out to the crest and push myself back into her, burying myself to the hilt.

"Fuck..." I swear through clenched teeth. "I love you, baby." I growl out before exploding inside of her. I do my best to press as deep as I can, spilling it against her womb.

Suddenly, I feel her begin to flutter and she cries out, my orgasm fueling hers.

Collapsing on top of her, I try to catch my breath quickly before I crush her to death. When I roll off of her she tries to sit up, but I push her shoulders back down.

"Stay."

I grab both of my pillows and place them under her ass and pull the pillows out from under her head so her hips are elevated.

"What's this?" She looks at me bewildered.

"I just figured I'd let gravity do it's thing."

She begins to giggle. "How long do I have to lay like this?"

I look at the clock. "Eh...ten minutes should probably suffice."

"Alright...I'll agree to ten minutes, if you agree to let me ride you after."

My cock jumps. "Deal. You can ride me as long as you'd like."

I stay true to my word and let her ride me long and hard, giving her three more orgasms before I find myself losing control.

"Baby, I need to come."

She smiles at me and moans. "Yes, Christian. Please come." The little minx clamps tight around me as she bounces and my fingernails bight into her hips as my own raise her off the bed when I explode.

As I come down from my orgasm, Ana runs her hands down my abdomen. "I love watching you come, Christian. You are so sexy." Leaning down, she presses her lips to mine.

Humming against her lips, I flip us over and climb out of bed, leaving her there.

"Where you going?" She asks, confused.

"You just bounced on my bladder for twenty minutes after I drank three glasses of tea." I call on my way to the toilet. I leave the door open, and wince when my stream starts. There is always a pang if pain when I urinate after coming more than once.

After finishing and washing my hands, I slide back into bed and see Anastasia watching me from her side of the bed.

"Bring that sexy little ass over here!" I demand, pulling on her hand.

She giggles and snuggles into me, her body on top of mine, and her head nuzzling into my chest.

I rub her back up and down a few times. "Mmm. I love skin on skin."

"Mmhmm." She agrees, pressing her lips to my chest.

I reach over and turn the nightstand lamp off before settling for the night. My hand wanders down to her ass, gripping it lightly.

Mine.