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A POV
"Greyt Advertising", Kate says as we walk through Kingston Furnishings.
"You've said the name several times since I told you."
"That's because I like the name so much." I decided to alter the original name of Greyt Things Advertising to simply Greyt Advertising. We come to a halt at the desk section. "See one you like?"
"I kind of like this one", I say, pointing to a mahogany desk which has six drawers and a pull out shelf.
"It's a good size, not too large or too small."
"I agree", I hear from behind us. Kate and I turn to see Christian. "Kate, hi."
"Hello, Christian. Did you miss your bride?", Kate teases.
"Very much." His lips cover mine in a fiery kiss. "I had a gap in my schedule and thought I'd stop by to see how the furniture shopping is going."
"We've only just begun, but it's going ok", I answer. "I want the entire place to have a comfortable feeling so I want the furniture to be warm and simple."
"Get whatever you want. I'm taking care of it." I growl under my breath. "No arguing." We notice Kate's moved to a section several feet away. "I saw some adorable cribs as I was walking over here."
"I saw them too." Suddenly feeling sick, I cover my mouth. "I need to find a restroom." Christian takes my hand and immediately pulls me towards a sales associate.
"Where are the restrooms?", he asks. I spot the restroom sign and point. "Never mind." I barely make it into one of the stalls of the ladies room. Christian kneels down next to me and pats my forehead with a wet towel.
"You're in the ladies room", I mutter.
"I don't give a damn." He looks up at the sound of the door opening.
"Ana, are you ok?", Kate asks. I start to stand on my own but feel Christian's arms under mine. He helps me to my feet and opens the door to the stall. Kate's eyes rake over me. "You don't look good."
"I'm fine", I tell her.
"The rest of the furniture shopping needs to be put off until you're feeling better", Christian says.
"Christian's right. It's probably nothing more than twenty-four hour virus, but you need to head home and rest", Kate says.
"I'll go", I mutter.
"Thanks, Elliot", I hear Christian saying. I ease the study door open as he hangs up the phone. Seeing me, he rolls the chair back and stands, hurrying around the desk and engulfing me in his arms. "Hey. How are you feeling?" After leaving the furniture store he scrapped the rest of his work day and brought me home where I've been resting.
"Better. My nap helped. What are you up to?" He leads us to the sofa.
"I just got off the phone with Elliot. Kate told him about you not feeling well, and he wanted to call and see how you're feeling."
"That was sweet." I let out a sigh. "I feel guilty."
"What about?", Christian asks while gently rubbing my hand.
"Concern was plastered on Kate's face today, and then Elliot got worried. Part of me is glad we've decided to hold off on telling everyone about the baby, but at the same time it would be easier if people knew. I wouldn't have to cover for why I'm not feeling well."
"Not telling our secret has been nice, but we can tell if you want."
"Don't do the "If you want" thing", I say with air quotes. "It's a decision we should make together. Do you think we should go ahead and tell?" He scratches the side of his face in contemplation.
"I don't know. I also like having the secret to ourselves, but having our family and friends know would be nice as well. I know they're going to be excited."
"Let's do it. Let's go ahead and tell them. We can ask them to come over on Saturday", I say. "We could say we're simply wanting to have our first dinner as a married couple."
"I like that idea. I like it a lot", he nods.
C POV
"Christian, I called Ana last night and asked what I could bring for dinner, but she said not to bring anything", my mom says. I look over at Ana who's waving her hands and mouthing no. "I really wish she'd let me contribute to the dinner."
"I know Ana appreciates you wanting to help, but she's set on doing the entire meal on her own." I tried to get Ana to have someone cater tonight's dinner. It was a fruitless effort. My wife has her mind set on cooking the meal herself.
"I understand where she's coming from. We'll see you tonight."
"Ok. Bye, Mom." I put the phone down and saunter over to Ana who's peeling potatoes at the counter. "She said she understood why you didn't want her bringing anything." I take the knife from her hand. "How about I peel some of these while you sit down and rest?"
"Fine." She backs away and takes a seat at the table. Instead of peeling the potatoes I keep my eyes on her. "Need help?"
"No." I set the knife down and settle in the chair next to her. "Remember the other day when we were discussing Kate and Elliot being worried about you? Well, I'm worried about you too. You say you're fine."
"Because I am", she sighs.
"A lot is happening. You're newly married with a baby on the way. Plus you're starting your own business."
"And about to start the process of building a house", she adds, referring to our new house which is going to be constructed by Elliot once Ana and I have chosen a design plan. "I'm capable of multitasking." She tenderly touches my cheek. "I'm going to take care of myself and the baby." I move her hand and kiss the top of it. "Now get back to peeling those potatoes."
"Yes ma'am", I say with a salute.
"Ana, I'm sorry our night out didn't happen, but we'll definitely reschedule", Julia tells Ana. Their planned night out with Kate was supposed to be last night but was postponed when Julia fell and hurt her ankle at work.
"You don't have to apologize", Ana replies as she snacks on the baked brie appetizer she prepared. "I hate that you fell."
"You and me both, but I'm lucky it wasn't serious. If I didn't know better I could've sworn I saw Michelle snickering when I fell."
"Damn", I mutter.
"I'm glad I don't have to deal with her anymore", Kate says. "Mr. Nelson's going to regret hiring her."
"Julia, there's always room for you at Greyt Advertising", Ana says.
"Thanks, but I'm going to do my best to stay at Nelson. I refuse to let Michelle run me off. Ugh. This night isn't about her. It's about you and Christian hosting your first dinner as Mr. and Mrs. Grey."
"The smells coming from the kitchen are divine", my mom smiles from her seat at the sofa.
"The brisket needs a little more time, and we'll be ready to eat", Ana replies. "Please everyone help yourselves to the appetizers." She waves to the trays resting on the small table I set up by the left wall. I pull her closer to me. "There's still a lot on the table which means I don't think they like it."
"Baby, there's a lot on the table because you made a ton", I chuckle while Elliot piles on more of the ham puffs. "Elliot also seems to be making a dent in the food."
"I can't help it", he mumbles between bites. "I didn't have a big lunch because I wanted to save my appetite for tonight's dinner. Then all restraint went out the window when I got here and smelled the food."
"It's ok", Ana giggles.
"Ana, you have to tell me how you made the ham puffs", my mom says.
"I will." Ana pulls me away from everyone. "Do you want to go ahead and tell everyone or wait until we're having dinner?" I look over at our guests who are pretending not to be interested in the conversation Ana and I are having.
"I say we go ahead and tell them since they seem to be suspicious." I clear my throat and lead us to the middle of the living room. "Everyone, Ana and I have something to tell you."
"Does it have to do with Ana being sick the other day?", Kate inquires. Carla and Ray's ears perk up.
"Sick? Ana, what was wrong with you the other day?", Carla asks.
"Annie?", Ray follows.
"I wasn't feeling well, but I'm better now", Ana answers.
"Are you sure? You're kind of pale", Mia says. All eyes fall on Ana.
"Ana's not sick. She's pregnant", I announce. Ana's lips curl into the cutest smile.
"It's true. Christian and I are having a baby", Ana says while tears form in both of our eyes. "A little Grey is on the way."
"Hey. That rhymes", Elliot laughs.
"A little Grey", I whisper in Ana's ear.