A/N: Thanks for reading. Enjoy!
C POV
"I'll be out in a minute!", Ana yells from the bathroom. I pace the bedroom floor and wait for the new Mrs. Grey to join me in the bedroom. After we were pronounced husband and wife we celebrated our new union with our family and friends. The reception was full of great food, good conversation, and memories being made, but I was more than eager for some alone time with Ana. She finally walks out of the bathroom.
"Ana, why are you standing there? Come here." She bites her lips and pads a little more into the bedroom. "You're acting shy."
"I'm not.", she huffs. "I'm trying to be seductive." She's wearing a beige silk robe that falls just above her knees.
"Baby, I've been seduced for a while now.", I laugh. I stalk closer and twirl the sash on the robe. "What's under here?" She shrugs and acts as if she's about to walk away, but I place my hands on her shoulders. "Please." I pout. She sighs and slowly starts undoing the sash. I take a step back and admire the show before me. She slides the robe off, letting it pool to her feet. My bride has me blushing with what's underneath. Absolutely fucking nothing. All restraint is gone as I kiss her with fiery passion. Our tongues and arms entwine. She moans against my mouth and moves her hands to my boxers, pushing them to the floor.
"You like it?", she asks.
"Fuck yeah. I need to be in you. Now." I gently push her on to the bed. I stand there briefly and take a mental photo of the my wife. I then climb on the bed and kiss her. My lips then travel down her neck and to her pebbled nipples. I blow on the left one, and she moans. Her sounds become a little louder when I blow on the right. Her legs instinctively part for me. I latch my eyes on to hers and slowly enter her, wanting to savor the moment. "Oh, fuck." Ana wraps her legs around me and bucks her hips.
"Harder.", she demands as I deepen my thrusts. "I love you."
"I love you too.", I reply. All hope of savoring the moment goes out the window with my release close. "Shit. I don't think I can last much longer." Ana places her hands on the sides of my face and gazes into my eyes.
"It's ok. I'm almost there too." I move in and out of her a few more times until my body stills. "Let go.", she urges with her voice shaking. I realize she's coming as well. I plunge my tongue in her mouth as our bodies shatter.
"I think this marriage is off to a great start.", I chuckle after rolling off her.
" A very good start."
"Are you ready for breakfast?", I ask Ana who has her back to me while she lays in the bed. She turns over and smiles at the tray in my hand.
"You've already got breakfast.", she says.
"I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep so I thought I'd make my wife breakfast in bed." I pad across the floor and ease on to the bed with the tray which contains a plate piled with pancakes, bacon, hashbrowns, and toast. There are also two glasses of orange juice. "Would you rather have coffee instead of juice?"
"Orange juice is fine although I'm shocked you didn't want coffee."
"It seemed safer carrying the orange juice as opposed to coffee which could spill and burn certain areas." I nod to my crotch.
"And I'm particularly fond of that area.", Ana smirks. She bites into a piece of bacon. "Did you cook all of this or have some help?"
"Your question is understandable, but I cooked it all myself. Gail stood by in case I needed her help, yet I was fine on my own." We start eating our breakfast, alternating between taking bites and stealing glances at each other. "Is the food up to par?"
"It is. You cooked a very delicious breakfast. Thank you."
"While I was in the kitchen I started doing some thinking. It might be nice to have more times where we cook together. What do you say?"
"I'm all for any time I can spend with you.", she answers. I clear my throat and prepare to bring up the next topic I want to discuss.
"I was also thinking a larger kitchen would give us more room to do that cooking." She stares over her juice glass. "The one we have now is sufficient and all..."
"It's more than efficient. There are state of the art appliances, and the layout is nice." i rub the back of my neck and nod. "Don't you agree?"
"I agree, but I just think another kitchen might be nice. In fact another place to live might be nice. I've enjoyed living here, but I've started to realize it's not a place where I want to call home. Now that we're married it would be nice to find a house, somewhere where we can build our future."
"A house...yeah.", she replies with a smile.
A POV
"How's your first day of being married?", Gail asks me as I'm grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
"It's pretty great. I woke up this morning and had to let it sink in that I'm married. It's kind of surreal." I sit down on the stool and take a drink of my water. "Christian mentioned us buying a house."
"He told me. I think it's a great idea." After putting away some dishes Gail leans against the counter.
"Yeah. I definitely would like a large backyard so our future kids can have room to play." Gail laughs and shakes her head. "What?"
"Ana, I think it's safe to say that a large backyard is in the cards. Christian's probably going to find the most impressive house ever."
"It does sound like something he'd do. Moving into a house will be a lot of work. There's more rooms to decorate." Moving from my old apartment here was a piece of cake compared to what might lie ahead. "Add that to getting the ad agency going, and I'm going to be very busy." With sympathetic eyes Gail places a hand on my shoulder. "I shouldn't be thinking about the stressful parts. I should be focusing on the good."
"I'm in agreement with that.", Christian says. He strides into the kitchen and sits on the stool next to me. "I just got off the phone with my mom. She's going later to have the cameras developed." Christian and I gave our wedding guests disposable cameras so they could capture moments during our reception.
"I'm anxious to see what are on them."
"I'm kind of scared.", he murmurs. "One year Elliot was put in charge of taking photos during the birthday party we threw for her. Just about every photo had his hand in front of the lens. There were also a few of just him. He claimed he accidentally had the camera turned around the wrong way." I almost spit out my water.
"You're kidding.", I giggle.
"I wish I were, but I'm serious." A sudden wave of nausea hits me, and I close my eyes and take slow breathes in hopes it passes. I open my eyes at the touch of Christian's hand on my knee. "Ana, are you ok?"
"I'm fine. I just felt nauseous for a second. I'm ok now though." He narrows his eyes. "Christian, really, I'm fine."
"Maybe the breakfast I prepared wasn't all that good after all."
"Don't say that. The breakfast was delicious. I think all of the excitement from the wedding is catching up with me." He stands and holds out his hand.
"A nap might fix that. Come on." I glance at Gail who's nodding in agreement. "The sooner you start feeling better the better." Wanting to feel better and be able to enjoy our honeymoon I take his hand and let him lead me to the bedroom. He helps me into the bed and then slips in on his side. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
C POV
I wake up and look at the clock which reads fifteen till twelve. Ana's still sound asleep next to me. I should wake her so she can have some lunch, yet I also don't have the heart to wake her. The ringing of my phone jolts me, and I realize I forgot to put it on silent. I quickly grab it and see a number I don't recognize.
"Hello.", I whisper while easing out of the bed. I tiptoe out of the bedroom and into the hallway.
"It's been a while.", a female voice purrs on the other end. Unlike the number I do recogize the voice. Leila. "How have you been?"
"How in the hell are you calling me?", I snarl. She's currently locked up and isn't supposed to be able to contact me or Ana.
"I finally convinced someone to let me use their phone. Fortunately I remembered your number. I also remember a lot of other things about you. What I wouldn't give to feel you pumping inside me."
"That's not going to happen. I'm going to make sure you never call me again." I end the call and come close to throwing the phone against the wall, but I stop when I hear Ana getting sick again. I rush into the bathroom and find her on the floor. I wet a washcloth and get next to her on the floor. "Here we go." I gently dab the cool cloth against her face. She flushes the toilet and leans back against the tub. "I'm going to help you get dressed, and then I'm going to take you to see a doctor."
"No doctor.", she groans. "I don't need a doctor."
"You can tell me all you want how you're fine, but you're not. You're sick." Tears flood her eyes. "Baby, hey, it's ok. Don't cry. We'll get you to the doctor and have you back to your old self in no time."
"Christian..." She tries to speak, but the words aren't escaping. I pull her to me and try to wipe away the tears. "I think...I think I'm pregnant." I'm now the one who's rendered speechless. "I haven't gotten my period, but I brushed it as stress."
"Your birth control?"
"I slipped and forgot it. I'm so sorry. I know we decided to wait a while before having kids, and the timing isn't the best. We just got married yesterday. Plus I've got the agency to open."
"Don't apologize. It takes two people to make a baby, and I was a more than willing participant. I'll go and buy a test. If that test is positive then we'll figure things out."
An hour later Ana and I are anxiously awaiting the results of the five home pregnancy tests I bought. In a matter of moments we'll know if we're going to be parents. Me a dad, fuck. It's a concept I didn't think would happen so soon. I'm scared but also excited. I haven't told Ana about the call from Leila. I'm going to tell her, but I'm going to hold off until at least tomorrow.
"Time's up.", Ana sighs. We hold hands and walk into the bathroom. On the counter rest the five tests. "You look and tell me." I nod and look down at the tests. All five have the same results. "What do they say?"
"They say we're going to be parents."