Arriving at Nieman Marcus, Taylor steps out of the car to open my door. Walking into Neiman Marcus, it looks as if its deserted accept for a few staff. Where approached by a lady about five feet nine inches tall with legs to die for. She's fairly curvy for her size, long blonde hair and hazel eyes.

Hi welcome to Neiman Marcus, my name Karen I will be your personal shopper. A pleasure seeing you again Mr. Grey.

"The pleasure is all mines Karen, today were here shopping for my girlfriend Anastasia a business wardrobe and dinner attire. "

Was there anything in particular that you had in mind Anastasia.

Well I was thinking dress slacks with blouses and a skirts. Blues, Black, I wouldn't mind some colors as well.

"Red would look delightful on you". Christian states as Karen leads the way.

As we browse racks and racks of suits, shirts blouse and shirts. Christian disappears and returns with lingerie. The fabric on the thong was so thin it resembled a piece of dental floss. I might as well wear nothing the bra would barely cover my breast. I could see the thong disappearing in between my ass and never to be. I chuckle at the thought grabbing Christian's attention.

Penny for your thought Anastasia.

Oh its nothing really. Nothing for you to worry about Mr. Grey. I whisper in his ear allowing my lips to slight graze his ear lobe.

Karen interrupts my little display. "if that'll be all I have you order at the counter ready. Also Anastasia there are shoes and other accessories I added in that I know you will love. Follow me I will review your order for final approval. Mr. Grey will this be on your account today?"

"Yes Karen, shall we? "

"Uh yes Mr. Grey right this way"

Karen leads the way to the register where my order is displayed on two rolling rack and shoes and accessories on a cart. She shows me to the cart of shoes and accessories. I must admit everything is absolutely gorgeous all the way down to the silk knee highs and patent leather red Christian Louboutin's.

"What do you think Anastasia?" Karen ask with anticipation.

"Everything is so lovely; I am extremely excited about wearing all of the attire you helped us chose. I can't thank you enough Karen" Extending my hand for a pleasant handshake.

"The pleasure was all mines Anastasia; I look forward to dressing you again you have a killer body. You would look great in anything"

"Thank you Karen "I can feel my skin heat and I know my entire body is as red as a beet. I can feel Christian eyes boring into me like I'm a piece of meat. Looking I see him staring at me with his finger over his mouth hiding a smirk.

"If that'll be all for you today your total is 12,879.57, as you stated earlier Mr. Grey it will be billed to your account. Your items will be delivered to you in under two hours"

Meeting the Grey's, I feel nervous my palm is sweaty as I whip them on my dress as I smooth it down, Christian pulls me in closer to him and whispers in my ear. "Baby they'll love you, no need to be nervous"

An older lady that appears to be in her mid-fifties arrives at the door, soon joined a gentleman of the same age. The only difference is his hair is a beautiful silver and she is a brunette with stunning hazel eyes. "Oh you must be Anastasia, a beautiful name for a beautiful lady, may I? He reaches for my coat. I blush the deepest shade of red. "Yes, and that you Mr. Grey"

"Non sense call me Carrick, Christian; son it's good to see you with a woman no less" extending he arms for a hug.

"Father, the pleasure is all mine"

"Christian darling how are you these days"

We step into the great room with adorns an immaculate fireplace with many family photos. Browsing the photos, there's many of Christian and Elliot fishing with his dad and of Mia in a different competition which appear to be beauty pageant of some sort.

"Mother I've missed you, I have been wonderful since Ana has come into my life"

"Ana dear, pardon my manners. It's a lovely surprise to finally meet the beautiful woman that has stolen my darling boys heart. You know he deserves to be happy and not live his days working and hardly visiting family. Come let's sit. I prepared Coq Au Vin for the main course, if you would like an appetizer. These are my famous French onion stuffed mushroom and a hand tossed garden salad. Help yourself, there is wine in the cooler. Desert is Christian favorite chocolate ganache cake topped with white chocolate truffle flakes and French vanilla ice cream. Dinner will be served shortly; Greta is bringing appetizers now"

Over appetizers we engage in small talk mostly about Christian and I. As the end of the night approaches Christian decides to give me a tour of the house. The immaculate marble staircase that lead up to Christian's bedroom is beautiful. Christian bedroom is painted a light shade of grey. His bed adorns a navy blue and grey nautical themed bed spread, over the bed hangs a photo of large ships. The furniture is of a deep warm oak wood with very intricate details. Walking around his room I let my finger run over the polished wood and ultra-soft bed spread. I get a touch of Christian's childhood, on the top of his dresser are a stack of books and a photo album. Author from John Hardy to Harry Potter, I hadn't taken Christian for the Harry Potter type of guy. I let out a soft giggle. He watches me with concern in his eyes as I pick up the photo album labeled "Memories I want to Last a Lifetime". As I'm flipping through the pages I feel a shift in the atmosphere, Christian is now hovering over my shoulder. The album contains mostly pictures of his childhood, fishing with his dad, school photos and photos of him, Grace, Elliot and Mia. Reaching the back of the book I notice a picture of a young woman and a baby n older than two years old. At this point I can feel his breathe on my neck and hear his rapid heartbeat. Tracing the image with my finger, "Is this you and you mom"

"Yes, that Ella, my mom. This was on my second birthday, I remember her taking me for ice cream and cake before everything became tough. She actually bought me that book on my dresser named Goodnight Moon and she would read it to me every night as a bedtime story."

"She beautiful, her eyes, you have her eyes. The long chestnut brown hair, you must have your dad's hair. Do you have a photo of your dad?"

"I did it may be back at Escala, and to answer your question yes my copper hair comes from my dad who I don't know much about my mom never really discuss dad when I was a child before her untimely demise. He too has gray colored eyes, I've only seen him in the photo which I recall my mom giving me when I was four years old before her passing. It's getting late Anastasia when should be going"

"Lead the way"