A/N: I'm terribly sorry for not posting this sooner, Has been a rough few weeks. This chapter is not exactly what I had in mind for publishing but I just wanted to get something out to you all and I don't know when I'll get the time to work on it... I'll do my best not to have such a gap between the next chapter... so I apologise if this comes across as rushed and in-edited... It kinds is... Sorry. Thank you for all your messages, I haven't had a chance to read all of them let alone reply, I'll try and do that ASAP as I appreciate you all takin the time :)
Thanks
Candie xxx
Chapter 45 - I did what?
CPOV
Oh my god my fucking head feels like a boom box. I open one eye and immediately shut it, groaning at the light streaming in through the window. Why the fuck would Ana open the curtains on me!? I try moving my legs to crawl up to the pillows, I can't move, And now that I've tried, I don't want to!
"Good Morning." Ana practically screams and slams the bedroom door making me jump and my head throb even more. "Sleep well?"
"Baby, can you keep it down." I slur, my face mashed against the mattress.
"PARDON? WHAT WAS THAT? I DIDN'T HEAR YOU!" She yells at the foot of the bed, her face sporting a slight grin.
"What the fuck baby?" I growl.
"Rise and shine!" She sings and yanks the sheet from me. "we have stuff to do, places to go, payback to be had. Get up!"
"Who twisted your fucking panties this morning." I groan, trying to push myself up.
"My panties are fine, not twisted in the slightest, Still in tact and as dry as the Sahara." She yanks the pillow from under me and fluffs it up then starts making the bed with me in it.
"Ana, mind telling me what this...little performance is all about." I manage to sit up and run a tired hand through my hair. She crawls onto the bed and runs her hand down my chest, over my stomach then grabs my balls through my jeans that I obviously didn't take off last night.
"Performance?" She moans, then licks my ear. "Oh baby, I'll give you a performance. I'm going to suck your cock and make you feel soooo good. Would you like that? Hmmm? My tongue running down the length of you, licking up every drop you spill."
"Fuck Ana." Even with my head pounding she's managed to turn me on.
"Go shower." She purrs and runs her tongue along my jaw. "I'll be waiting." She pulls away, climbs off the bed and walks into the closet, turning to wink before she disappears.
Fuck I'm a lucky man. I take the quickest shower I can manage - the water doing wonders for waking me up. I wrap a towel around my waist and walk back into the bedroom. FUCK ME. Ana is lying back on the bed, slightly propped up on pillows. She has a pale pink lacy bra on, the tiniest little panties, a matching garter belt and thigh high stockings.
"So fucking sexy." I moan, crawling over her and kissing her softly. "What did I do to deserve you?" I whisper on her lips, my hand running down her body to her thigh.
"Ah ah." She shakes her head and pushes herself up. "I want to look after you." She pushes me over and climbs onto me, her thighs open, the dampness of her sex visible through her panties. I reach forward to stroke her but she grabs my hand and tuts.
"Lie back." She growls. Smirking at her for taking charge for the second day in a row, I lie back with my hands behind my head. She whips the towel away from me and licks her lips.
"I want to suck you so bad baby." She grins and lowers her face. My hips raise into her as she teases me with the tip of her tongue, "you taste sooo good." She takes me all in, pushing me to the back of her throat then pulls back, twirling her tongue around my crown.
"Oh fuck Ana, baby..."
"You like that Christian, you like my mouth on your huge, beautiful cock? Tasting, teasing..." She takes me in again, slowly. "Mmmmm," she hums. Her voice vibrating around my shaft and setting me on fire. Fuck she is talking dirty today. Hell yeah!
"Wait here." She kisses the tip. "I'm going to go get something." She winks and crawls off the bed.
"Don't be long baby, I want to fuck you until we have to leave." I growl. She smiles and shrugs her fluffy robe over her body, fastens it then exits the room - probably to get chocolate sauce or something.
I lay back on the bed and close my eyes waiting for her to return.
Twenty fucking minutes later and it's obvious she's not coming back. Fuck, if something happened surely Sawyer would have informed me. I climb off the bed and throw a pair of beige, industrial cargo dickie shorts, followed by a grey t-shirt. I adjust my package and exit the room in search of my wife.
"Morning Bro." Elliot groans, looking like shit at the dining room table.
"You look like shit." I laugh.
"I feel like shit." He replies. I walk to the fridge and pull out a bottle of water.
"Where's Ana?" I ask , "did she come out here?"
"Bro..." He laughs, lifting his bobbing head. "You want to grovel some more?"
"What the fuck are you talking about Elliot?" I frown.
"Are you fucking serious bro? You don't know?"
"What the fuck is there to know?"
Elliot starts laughing harder and looks at me with pity.
"Christian, Christian, Christian." He shakes his head.
"Spit it the fuck out El." I growl.
"Okay, so Ana and Kate came into the bedroom this morning and Ana was mouthing off about some shit while they were sorting out clothes, so I started paying attention to the conversation, bro, she was not happy."
"About what? What the fuck are you talking about?" I raise my voice getting more and more frustrated.
"Do you remember going to bed last night?" He raises an eyebrow.
"For fucks sale Elliot I was drunk. Why?"
"You don't remember waking Ana up?"
"No," I shake my head, circling my hand for him to continue.
"Dude, you fucking woke her up, got her moaning and shit then buried your head in her snatch and fell asleep." He starts laughing.
Oh shit, that's not good. "Mid, or post?" I ask slightly panicked and disappointed in myself.
"What the fuck do you think?" He snorts.
"Fuck!" I yell. I've never, ever, ever left Ana hanging unintentionally. No wonder she's pissed. When my girl gets worked up she needs finishing off or she gets crabby as fuck. Delaying the inevitable for foreplay purposes - yes, falling asleep on the job - fuck no!
"Where is she?" I ask.
"She went out to breakfast with Kate and Eva." He shrugs. "Our sorry hung-over asses have been left at home."
"She fucking what? She wasn't wearing anything! Who the fuck went with them? Where did they go? Did someone go ahead of them and check it out first?."
"Dude, settle down. They went with Sawyer and some guy named Clancy."
"Who the fuck is Clancy?!" I yell, throwing my hand in the air."
"Clancy is my security, they'll be safe." Gideon drags himself into the kitchen and slumps down on a chair.
"She knows she's supposed to tell me if she's going out," I huff.
"Maybe she did but you fell asleep mid sentence." Elliot laughs.
"Fuck you. Do you want to bus home?" I hiss."
"Do you?" He raises an eyebrow. "Bro my Mrs would hang my fucking balls if I did that to her, you might be walking yourself yet."
"Help yourself to whatever...Cross." I wave toward the pantry and fridge before heading back to the bedroom.
I take my phone out of the jeans pocket I was wearing last night and fall back on the bed with it while dialling Ana.
She answers, eventually. "Good morning."
"Baby, I'm sorry." I sigh, feeling like a right shit. She stays silent for quite a while.
"What are you sorry for?" She mutters, her tone suggesting I'm being tested here. I know she's looking for something deeper than 'I'm sorry I didn't get you off and fell asleep with my face in your pussy'. Although, I could think of worse places to fall asleep!
"Baby, I'm sorry I woke you up. I was too drunk to follow through with anything. It was inconsiderate of me to even attempt something at the time. I should have let you sleep. I'm an ass."
"Yes you are." She replies, the smile behind her voice noticeable in the change of tone.
"Was this morning my punishment?"
"Did it work?" She giggles, right on cue my cock springs to life.
"If your asking if my dick is rock hard, aching, and throbbing like a fucking homing beacon calling you home then yes."
"Really Christian? A homing beacon." She laughs.
"What? You know if my dick could talk it would be yelling 'fuck me Ana, fuck me Ana' all day, every day, nights included." I grin when she sighs.
"It didn't work." I can feel the frown on her face through the phone.
"What didn't work baby?"
"This morning, all I did was manage to get myself wound up and wet." She whispers. "Now I'm just as frustrated as last night."
"You know, if you come home we could fix that for you."
"I'm not too far away. We are just having croissants and hot chocolates down the road."
"See you soon baby, I love you."
"I love you."
I head back into the kitchen to make myself a coffee. The boys have ordered in pancakes and bacon with all the trimmings. The smell wafting through the room instantly awakens my appetite.
"Cheers Lelly." I help myself to one of the plastic containers on the table and dig in.
"I take it your reappearance means you've made up with the Mrs?"
"Elliot." I scowl, not wanting this conversation with Cross at the table.
"This dumb ass over here, woke his wife up last night trying to get himself some, but fell asleep on the job." Elliot tells Gideon who suppresses a laugh while swallowing some bacon.
"Drunk rule number two Grey, never wake the wife up for sex under any circumstances, especially if you can't walk to the room without banging into something. I don't care how horny you 'think' you are, it ain't going to happen." He chuckles.
"What's number one?" I ask, shovelling a forkful of pancake into my mouth.
"What do you mean?"
I finish chewing then swallow. "You said that was rule number two, what's rule number one?"
"No can do sorry." He smirks.
"Oh come on." Elliot groans, " you signed one of those NDAs didn't you bro?" Elliot questions me.
"I certainly did."
"Then spill Cross!" Elliot shoves his plate away and crosses his arms waiting for Gideon to fess up.
"Uh uh, my wife would have my balls, it ain't happening." He smirks and continues eating.
"Whipped." Elliot grumbles under his breath.
"Did you just call me whipped?" Gideon straightens in his seat.
"Yip, Whipped! Like fucking cream on sponge cake. Whipped." Elliot winds him up.
"I'll spill, but so do you." Cross negotiates.
"Now we are fucking talking!" I laugh.
"You too bro." He grunts.
"Ain't gonna happen Lelly, my late night nap info is all you're getting."
"Whatever dick." He smirks. "Spill Cross."
Gideon clears his throat uncomfortably. "Sex swings and alcohol do not mix." He says, void of any expression.
"What the fuck!?" Elliot nearly chokes on his coffee. "Dude I was not expecting that! Fuck." The room falls uncomfortably silent before we all fall into hysterics. So Cross is a kinky bastard too huh?
"Come on bro, your up next." I grin, watching Elliot squirm.
"Okay, let me see..." Elliot takes his time. "Well we aren't into the kinky shit like you two obviously are... But I can tell you..." He stalls and his brow contorts in thought.
"For fucks sake Elliot, retired male ho of Seattle. Are you telling me you got nothing?" I laugh,
"Fuck up bro... okay..she likes it up the ass...sssstronomical society." Elliot coughs and starts sweating as the girls walk in. Gideon and I look at each other and fall apart laughing.
"What was that about the astronomical society?" Kate asks none the wiser, making Gideon and I laugh even harder.
"Ah, Christians giving them a cheque." He lies.
"Oh baby, that's so sweet." Ana smiles at me then turns to Eva. "He bought us stars."
"Awww. Did you hear that babe, he bought Ana a star." Eva nudges Gideon.
"Do you want a star babe?" Gideon rolls his eyes.
"I want you to want to buy me a star." She replies. Why do women do that? Why not just say yes, I want a fucking star.
"Are you hanging around for a bit?" I ask Gideon casually. He chuckles and nods towards our bedroom door. That man knows what it's about, he knew I'd be wanting to 'fix' the Ana situation.
"We'll be around for bit." He smirks.
"Ana, baby lets go ring the kids." I stand and pull her into the bedroom.
"I already called them this morning Christian." She squeals as I pick her up and throw her on the bed.
"I know." I push her dress up, groaning when I see she still has the same panties and garter on.
"Lie back baby, and hold on tight." I grin and wink before burying my head.
APOV
We said our goodbyes to Gideon and Eva with the exchange of phone numbers and the promise of a reunion in Seattle sometime soon. I'm really fond of them and I think Gideon and Christian connected also. It warms my heart to see Christian relaxing like an average guy with someone his own age that isn't his brother. He's come such a long way.
We have just landed back in Seattle, the flight - heavenly, with Christian making it up to me again over and over. I'm so excited to see the children. It's their bed time but I told Teddy he could stay up for us.
Sawyer pulls up in front of the house. I don't wait for anyone to open my door, I break tradition and open it myself then practically run to the door. Christian who was close behind me, scoops me up into his arms and carry me through.
"Mommy." Teddy squeals and bolts over to me as Christian lowers me to the ground. I open my arms up and scoop him up.
"I missed you so much Teddy bear." I kiss him all over.
"Me be mist you to Mommy." He pushes my cheeks together and kisses me.
"Does Daddy get a hug?" Christian pouts playfully behind us for getting left out.
"Daddy, me be mist you." He holds his arms out for Christian to take him. "Me bort summing daddy, wike you. Tayla help me." He tells Christian excitedly.
"You bought something? Can I see champ?"
"In my room." He points up the stairs. Christian carries Teddy up the stairs as I follow behind.
"Seeee." Teddy wiggles down and runs to his bed where a mini suit is laid out nicely. It's charcoal Grey almost black, complete with white shirt and dark blue tie. Christian laughs. "Tayla sed me be too much wike my Daddy and bort me."
"I love it." Christian chuckles and ruffles Teddy's hair.
"You're going to look so handsome wearing that son." I smile and run my hand over the fabric.
"Me be big boy now?" Teddy asks.
"You sure are champ. Do you want to come to work with me?" He asks him. "Show off your suit?"
"Yes peasss. Mommy me go work." Teddy jumps and and down excitedly.
"Teddy Grey CEO." I giggle.
After listening to Teddy tell us all about his weekend, we tuck him into bed and head to our own room, making a stop in Phoebes room to just look her. She's sleeping peacefully and looks like an angel.
"Finally." Christian exhales and falls onto our bed. "Home, sweet home." I crawl onto the bed next to him and curl up into his side, draping my arm over his chest. "Tired?" He kisses my forehead.
"Just a bit." I yawn. "It's been a long weekend."
"It has. Why don't we have a shower then get an early night." He suggests.
"Sounds like a plan."
CPOV
I hang up the phone in my office after organising things for Teddy's day at work and make my way into the kitchen. Ana is kneeling in the floor putting Teddy's shoes on. I look on with pride, my little man is all dressed up and looks like a mini me.
"Looking sharp Teddy." I smile as he looks up and catches my eye.
"Me be wike you Daddy." He grins.
"You certainly are." Ana giggles. I bend down and kiss the top of Ana's head before walking around to Phoebe.
"Good morning beautiful." I unbuckle her from her high chair and hold her to my chest. "You're getting so big baby." I hold her up and wiggle my nose against hers, eliciting a string of coos. God she's cute.
"Meeee weddy daddy. We go now." Teddy demands excitedly.
"Hold your horses champ, can Daddy at least grab a coffee?" I chuckle at his enthusiasm.
"Kay, me have cobby too."
"I don't think so little man." Ana jumps in. "Would you like some juice?"
"No Mommy, me be big wike my daddy, me have cobby." Ana looks at me to set him straight.
"Tell you what son, juice sounds really good. How about we both have juice?"
"Okay, me have what Daddy have."
"Juice it is." I plaster a fake smile on my mouth. I need my coffee in the morning, I'm going to have to get Andrea to get one to me somehow.
I hand Phoebe to Ana and kiss them both goodbye, holding Ana's kiss for slightly longer than what might be considered appropriate in front of the children.
"Come on champ, time to introduce everyone to the new boss." I pick up my briefcase and stick my hand out for Teddy to hold.
"Huh? Me no think stand you." Teddy looks up at me confused, his lips pursed and his forehead crinkled.
"Don't worry son, come on." I have no idea what he just said.
We are met with "awwww's" and "oooh's" from the second we enter reception. Every female we pass stops and comments on how handsome Teddy looks in his little suit.
A small group try to hop in the elevator with us, but Taylor takes care of it.
"So, we have a lot to do today son. We have a stack of companies wanting us to take them on, so we need to look through their paperwork. We have a lunch meeting with the head of our manufacturing plant, then this afternoon we have to go pick some things up that Daddy bought for Mommy." I explain our day to Teddy as the elevator whisks us to the executive floor.
"Daddy buy Mommy Presin?" He asks.
"I did, and you'll have to tell me if you think Mommy will like it."
The elevator comes to a stop and I exit with Teddy's hand firmly in mine.
"Well, Hello there Teddy. Don't you look smart today. Have you come to take over Daddy's job?" Andrea stands from behind her desk and walks over to us.
"Mmm hmm me be wike Daddy." He nods as his eyes scan the room.
"You make sure you let me know if there's anything I can do for you." She smiles.
"Kay, me wan peas." He states casually. Andrea looks at me, amused and confused.
"Don't ask." I shake my head. "Are the files on my desk?"
"Yes Sir." I nod and usher Teddy into our office.
The desk is great. Late last night I arranged for another desk similar to mine be set up in my office beside mine for Teddy, I also had another swivel chair identical to mine but smaller delivered this morning.
"What do you reckon Teddy?" I smile as he sees his desk. There is a name plaque on a stand that reads 'Teddy Grey, CEO, he has a pen holder identical to mine filled with crayons, a framed photo of him with the wiggles, colouring in books and a Manila folder of blank paper, an IPad that was been loaded with educational children's apps and a toy iPhone. Andrea has done a great job at getting his desk organised.
"Daddy, look, Wiggles." He points at the framed photo, not caring about the rest of the items that have been put out for him."
"Pretty awesome isn't it son. You have your wiggles photo and I have a photo of Mommy, Phoebe and you."
"Why you have fofo of me?" He asks, bouncing around the chair.
"Because I like to look at you all while I'm working."
"But why Daddy."
"Because you make me smile."
"But why?"
"Because sometimes work gets hard for Daddy and I need something to make me smile, to remember who I'm doing this for."
"But why Daddy?" Oh for fucks sake. How else can I explain this.
"Just because."
"Okay Daddy. Me wan work now." He climbs onto his seat and opens up his colouring book. Andrea has chosen one that's full of trains, planes and cars. He busies himself colouring in for all of five minutes.
"Look Daddy." I look up from the folder I'm skimming through. He holds up his book looking proud as punch. It is nothing but scribbles and slashes across the page, it looks like crayon vomit.
"Good work son."
"What you do Daddy." He shoves his book away, completely uninterested in drawing anymore.
"I'm just looking at this to see if its worth buying." I answer.
"You no buy daddy. I have pay pa." he gives me some paper from his manilla folder. "See no buy no more." I have to chuckle at his innocence. He literally thinks I'm looking at the paper to see if I want to buy the paper.
"Come here. I'll show you." I tap my knee and immediately he crawls off his chair and jumps on to my knee. I explain to him all the information on the page: What the numbers mean, the different graphs and what type of business it is - a fibre glass manufacturing plant.
"So what do you reckon Teddy? Do you think we should look further into acquiring it? Buying it?" I add, a term he understands.
"Um, me no wike." He says after awhile.
"Why not?" I grin at the seriousness on his face.
"Me no wike the colour." He grunts, pointing to the yellow 'FibreTech'. Logo on the top of the page. I laugh at Teddy's reasoning for not wanting to look any further into the company. If only everything was as simple as a child makes it. The morning passes fast. I don't get a hell of a lot of work done. Teddy, being an inquisitive little man asks question after question slowing every thing down. We spend a good
40 minutes playing Angry Birds on the IPad - Teddy in hysterics at the noises being made by the birds and the pig looking things. He starts imitating them which in turn has me in fits of laughter.
"Are you thirsty son?"
"Me am Daddy." He nods, his eyes never leaving the screen on the tablet.
"Would you like Taylor to take you to chose something to eat and drink?" I could just order in but I really need to get my shit sorted for my meeting in half an hour. Having Teddy out for 15 mins would give me the time to focus properly.
"Yay, yay. Me see Tayla. Daddy me wan milk."
"Okay. You can get some milk. Just let me call Taylor." I dial Taylor and ask him to take Teddy down to the cafe a few buildings down and get him a drink of milk and whatever he wants to eat.
Taking full advantage of the lone office time I get my head stuck into work. At least half an hour must have passed when I hear voices out in the foyer. I look up at my wall clock, it'll either be Teddy and Taylor back or my lunch meeting is early.
"Mr Grey Sir, I think you might want to come here." Andreas voice giggles through the intercom.
"Is there a problem Andrea?"
"I wouldn't call it a problem, more like a situation." She squeaks out in between laughing.
"I'll be right there." I state curiously, my interest piqued. Never in the years that Andrea has worked here have I heard her so amused.
Flinging my door open I look toward Andrea who is standing behind her desk. She nods to the far left corner by the visitors seating area.
"What the fuck is going on...Taylor? Morrison?" I ask. Taylor and Morrison - the head of the manufacturing plant are standing side by side with their backs to me, facing the wall.
"Daddy, no! You say nawty word too. You go stand in nawty corner." Teddy commands, one hand on his hip and the other holding a milk box. "Now Daddy!" He breaks my moment of shock. Andrea starts giggling behind me.
"Teddy son,". I choke, adjusting my tie uncomfortably. "Did you put Taylor and Mr Morrison in the naughty corner?"
"Mm hmm, me did. They say nawty words and so did you. Go stan in the nawty corner Daddy." He grabs my hand and drags me over to the other men who are looking very embarrassed.
"Sorry." I mutter to Taylor and Morrison. I cock my head, and roll my shoulder, trying to show a little smidgen of what's left of my authority.
"Lets just humour him."
"No talking Daddy." Teddy growls.
The elevator pings letting us know someone is about to walk in. Fuck!
"Is Grey in Andrea?" I hear Ros from the elevator doors.
"Yes." Andrea blurts, trying to stifle a laugh.
"What's so funny?" Her voice gets closer, then silence.
"Something the matter boys?" She chuckles.
"They be in nawty corner." Teddy says proudly.
"Teddy Grey, you just made my day." Ros bursts into laughter."
"Son,". I sigh calmly, not wanting to belittle him but not happy with standing here like a fucking a freak show, "I'm sorry for swearing, can we come out of time out now? We have our meeting remember?"
"Kay daddy, but yous not get to watch wiggles today."
"We accept that don't we..." I look at Taylor then to Morrison.
"Wiggles?" Morrison shakes his head in confusion.
"Just say yes and thank the fucking lord you don't have to watch the wiggles." Taylor whispers.
"Yes, yes, okay. No wiggles." Morrison stutters.
"Sorry Teddy." Taylor lowers his head, a grin visible at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm still telling Mommy." Teddy takes a sip of his milk before turning and stomping back into my office.
"Well, that was..., my apologies." I loosen my tie then follow Teddy into my office.
"Teddy. Listen son, while we are at work, we don't put people into the naught corner."
"But why Daddy?"
"Because we have work to do."
"But you say nawty word."
"Yes, I know and I'm sorry, but no naughty corners here."
"But why?"
"Because." I sigh.
"Because why?"
"Just because. At home yes, at work no."
"Why?"
"Teddy." I rub my face, "lets go have our lunch meeting."
"K daddy, me wan peas." He smiles innocently, and all is forgotten.
"Damn peas." I mutter under my breath, I'll never live that down.