AN:
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After a long day or swimming we all decide to head inside for dinner. Will, Christian, and I head to Christian's child hood bedroom to change into some dry clothes.
"So this is where little Christian Grey laid his head every night?" I say teasingly as I place Will on the bed.
"Cwistian's room?" Will asks while looking at Christian.
"Yup, this is my room little man." Christian replies while heading to the bathroom to change. I quickly change Will so Christian can watch him while I change in the bathroom. Christian comes out quickly and we switch positions. I change into blue jean shorts and a white flowy lace tank top. It complements my tanned skin. I meet my boys back in the room. Will has on his white tank top from earlier with khaki shorts on. Christian has on khaki shorts and his navy v-neck from earlier. Both of them look adorable waiting on the bed for me. Christian gives me a shy smile and I know I must be returning the same look.
We head down stairs and I am immediately hit in the face with a wonderful smell. Pizza. Yes, we just had pizza last night, but I must admit – I am a pizza addict. I could eat it every day if possible.
"Is pizza okay with everyone? I forgot to ask earlier before Carrick went to get it. It is from the local pizza shop about 5 miles down the road."
"Oh pizza is absolutely perfect with me." I tell her as we walk into the kitchen.
"Baby, we just had pizza last night. I can run out and get us something different." Christian is eyeing me to see if I really am okay with pizza.
"Oh, pizza is one of my favorites. I could eat it every day, but then I would have to workout a lot more than I do." Everyone laughs. We settle around the kitchen table. This is more causal than the dinner we had here on Thursday. There is not a chair for Will so I go to pull him into my lap when Christian beats me to it. He smiles at me as he makes himself and Will a plate of pizza.
"Here, let me cut it up for him since you have your hands full." I cut up Will's food and place it back in front of the boys. Will is entertaining everyone with his appreciation for food. He turns around and feeds a pepperoni to Christian, which he gladly takes. The guys start talking about the upcoming Mariners game.
"Maybe we could all go? I have enough tickets for everyone." Christian says while looking to me.
"I think we are available. Grace, are you on call that night?" Carrick asks.
"I am pretty positive I am off. I will double check though." Grace replies.
"That would be so much fun! It is the $2 dollar beer night at the park as well." Elliot chimes in. It causes me to giggle at his college boy behavior even though he is over 30.
"I am free that night. It sounds like fun!" Kate chimes in and Mia agrees as well.
"Do you have an extra ticket?" Mia asks and all of the men's head snap towards her. Oh no, overprotective brothers and dads. I notice Will is looking at her with his head titled as well.
"Why?" Christian asks short and bluntly.
"I would like to bring someone." Mia says while trying to avoid looking at all the guys.
"Who is he?" Elliot questions. Mia rolls her eyes.
"His name is Kyle. I met him through my boss's husband. He works for Seattle PD." She rushes out all at once.
"A cop, huh?" Carrick asks.
"Forget it." Mia says with a huff and crosses her arms over her chest. Grace is giving every single man at the table the 'mother' look.
"No, Mia, please bring Kyle. We would love to meet him." Christian says dryly. I guess Mia doesn't catch on because she lights up at his words.
"Really? You want to meet him?" Christian's jaw ticks and I know he is controlling his anger. He nods his head and everyone chimes in their yes. Mia claps and is clearly in a better mood now.
"Me go?" Will asks while looking at Christian. Christian looks at me for approval and I nod my head yes.
"Of course bab- Will." Christian says while wrapping his arms around Will. Was he about to call him baby boy? Christian looks deep in thought over his slip up.
We clean up the table and head to the living room. The men decide to walk down to the media room to catch the sport highlights. All the girls stay in here and talk about... well girl things. We have been in here around an hour when the topic turns to weddings.
"We are working on a new line for fashion week. It is all about the fitted dresses this year." Mia says.
"I didn't know you worked for a wedding dress designer." I say really impressed.
"I do. I like it a lot, but would love to be involved in another aspect of fashion." She admits.
"I understand. Weddings can be hectic and I am sure designing dresses for them can be hectic as well." I tell her and she smiles broadly at me.
"You should have seen Ana in her wedding dress. She was absolutely stunning." Kate says and I can feel myself blushing. I do not want to talk about my wedding at my boyfriend's parent's home.
"Oh I bet she did! You have the perfect body. Slim, yet curvy. You are every wedding designer's dream. Tell me! What did your dress look like?" Mia is getting louder as she speaks.
"Oh it was nothing spectacular." I say keeping it short. To be honest, I loved my wedding dress. It was just so beautiful. I could have slept in it every night and worn it every day.
"Nothing spectacular? Ana, you were every little girl's dream bride. You were so beautiful." Kate says as she gets a dreamy look in her eyes. "It was a sweetheart top, fitted with lace 3/4th sleeves off the shoulder. She looked stunning in it."
"Oh Ana, that sounds very pretty." Grace chimes in. I smile and nod at her. I am so uncomfortable talking about my wedding to my ex-husband. I know they are only interested in the details, but can't they see how uncomfortable I am?
"I have a few pictures. I will have to show you one day. Ana, do you still have your wedding album?" Kate asks.
"I do. It is in storage and I am not bringing it out." I say with finality. I give Kate a look and her eyes widen slightly. Is she seriously just now seeing how weird this is?
"Well Ana, have you ever thought about your second wedding?" Mia says. Second wedding? What is she talking about?
"My second wedding?" I ask trying to remember when I was planning a second wedding. Oh, wait. I'm not.
"Yeah, to Christian. I know it won't be long before he proposes. He is so in love with you. I just know you will be married with babies soon." She now has a dreamy look in her eyes.
"Mia!" Grace gasps. Then she turns to look at me. "Have you and Christian talked about marriage yet?" She gets a little emotional when saying this. Christian and I are still very new to this relationship thing. Of course we haven't talked about marriage. I actually never even planned on getting married again – ever. I thought it was just going to be Will and me for the rest of our lives and I was okay with that.
"No, we haven't. Christian and I just started seeing each other. Also, I am not sure I want to marry again after my last failed attempt at it." The divorce was really hard on me. I may have had on my brave happy face for everyone, but it almost killed me. I just never saw that happening to me – to my family.
"Ana, don't let my brother ruin you for marriage again." Kate says looking sad. I just shrug my shoulders. Grace finally takes a hint and changes the subject.
"Ana, have you decided on what you are going to do once the summer is over?" Grace asks.
"I haven't given it much thought. I may just take some time off to spend with Will or maybe I will go back to school." I honestly haven't really thought about what is going to happen once the summer is over.
"I'm telling you. You should open your own bakery. Your sweets are phenomenal." Kate says and I can tell by the look on her face that she is picturing all of the sweets I have made her over the years. I giggle at her.
"What about the medical field? You are so good with people and very smart. You would make a great doctor." Grace says.
"I'm not sure what I want to do. I will let everyone know as soon as I figure it out though." I say with a sweet smile. Just then I hear someone clear their throat from the door. Christian is standing there looking pale and tense.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong with Will?" I say standing up immediately and making my way towards him.
"Nothing is wrong with Will." Christian says in a cold voice. Then what is his problem? "It is getting late. I just thought maybe we should head home and get him ready for bed." I look down at my watch and realize it is way later than I imagined. We must have talked a lot longer than I thought.
"Of course. We can head out now." We all make our way to the media room to collect Will. I place my hand through Christian's arm and he doesn't relax. I guess I missed something. I pull my hand out and decide to ask him later. We say our goodbyes and Will hugs everyone twice. I can tell Grace and Carrick are extremely smitten with him.
"Promise we will see all of you soon?" Grace says as she hugs me.
"Absolutely! Maybe we can do lunch tomorrow?" I suggest. I have enjoyed being with the Grey's myself today.
"I might not be able to make it. We will let you know, mother." Christian says in his brusque voice. I turn to give him a 'wtf' look. Grace looks really upset at the idea of not seeing us again for who knows how long.
"Okay, well… I guess just let us know when you are free." She says sadly as she backs away from the car where I was putting Will in his seat.
"We will plan something soon, I promise." I tell her as I start to climb in my seat. She smiles such a brilliant smile and I know I have changed her mood completely. This makes me smile myself.
We pull out of the driveway with one last wave to the Grey's. Christian has gone from cold asshole to sad asshole. He is obviously sulking over something as he will not talk to me on the way home. I have no idea what is wrong with him, but I have an inkling I will find out once Will is asleep. I decide to enjoy the ride with my son's chatter and leave Christian be in his dejected mood since there is nothing I can do to help him right now.
xoEW