A/N: 2 chapters in as many days, I'm impressed with myself...lol. I'm expecting a few questions after this chapter... Hehe. Please Keep the faith!

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Chapter 47 - Trying and trust

Taylor POV

I woke this morning with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The public interest in Ana, as expected after the pregnancy announcement has quadrupled over the past day, as has the number of threats that have been intercepted in the GEH mail room. I had boss man on my fucking ass all yesterday afternoon about Ana's security and my wife on my ass all night. She cares about Ana as if she were her own daughter. Today I expect full on 'asshole mode' from Grey, as he is expecting the draft from Esquire. It was all very well while he was doing the fucking shoot, seeing it in print is going to be a whole other story. The spread is set to be published in 2 weeks. I'm calling in sick that day. Eh...Who the fuck am I kidding? That man wouldn't function without 4 people - His wife, his children and me.

"Good Morning." Reynolds walks in with a 'I got laid last night' swagger,

Grinning at me like a fucking carnival clown.

"Am I happy you got laid last night and I didn't?... No. Am I happy that you walked in flaunting it?... No. Do I want to know if it was one of Greys little admirers trying to get closer to him through you?... No. Do I want a coffee? Yes. Black, one sugar. Cheers." I turn in my swivel chair back to the security computers.

"Taylor, I'm offended." Reynolds laughs. "Your implying I can't get laid on my own merits?"

"Listen up Stud, you're a good looking man. Straight up, but here's how it went down. Am I wrong? No...Some little brown haired Ana wannabe with long flowing hair, legs up to her fucking eyes and her tits barely contained in a scrap of a top came sauntering up to you at the club last night. She licked her gloss covered lips and smiled.

I'm guessing she sat down, bent forward giving you a glimpse of her cleavage. Asked what you do for a living - even though she's seen you at the club many a times with either Grey or Ana. When you told her you worked security she acted shocked, but aroused at your line of work. After a few drinks she sat on your lap, rubbing her perfectly manicured fingers over your chest and biceps and told you how sexy it was thinking about how tough and fierce you must be to be working as someone's body guard.

She wiggled her tight little ass over your cock and whispered promises of passionate nights and sweat dripping sex. My guess is her hand went exploring in your... Nether regions...and approximately 30 minutes later you were fucking her senseless in a pokey ass little apartment that she shares with 2 friends in a room that's full of pink lace, bunny slippers and cotton candy scented candles." I say dead pan. The look on Reynolds face is priceless.

"Dude, are you having me followed?" He frowns.

"Been there, done that. Find yourself a real woman who's not after a chance meeting with the big guy. I'm telling you now Reynolds, if you ever bring one of those cling ons back here, or anywhere near Grey or his lady, he will have your balls for breakfast."

He coughs uncomfortably. "Christ Taylor, it was just a fuck."

"A fuck that'll turn into a stalker. Tread carefully. I have enough shit on my plate without having to deal with little Mrs Grey wannabes."

"Fine. Still want that coffee?" He grunts.

"Two sugars, I need to replenish my sugar level after exerting my energy talking to you."

"Dude, you need to get laid." He mumbles.

"Yes I fucking do." I mutter to myself.

CPOV

"Me go work daddy." Teddy comes storming into the dining room with his Spider-Man back pack.

I am sitting at the table going over some things with Ros. We were supposed to meet at a local cafe for breakfast, but due to the current hounding of the paps I insisted she come here instead.

"Teddy, honey, Daddy is a bit busy at the moment. How about you come sit by me and help feed your sister." Ana jumps in.

"Me no wan feed Eebee, me wan go work with my Daddy." I look up from the paper I'm reading and see Teddy placing his hands on his hips.

"Come here Son." I pat my knee motioning for him to come and sit on my knee.

"Me elp daddy work?" He comes flying over.

"Do you think you can sit quietly on my lap while I read this?"

"Mmm hmm me can."

I pull him onto my knee and continue to read where I left off.

"Daddy, why you reading?" He asks after all of 10 seconds of silence.

"I need to know what's happening with this company before I meet with the owners."

"But why?"

"Teddy, can we try be quiet please. Just for a minute while Dad reads this and then we can talk about it, okay?"

"Okay Daddy."

"Good boy son." I ruffle his hair and continue my reading.

"Daddy why you smell funny?" Ros laughs loudly beside me, making no attempt to hide her amusement.

"It's cologne Teddy. Men wear it to smell clean."

"You no have bath?" He asks innocently.

"Yes, I had a shower, but it's still good to smell...nicer," I answer, "now can we see how long we can go without talking... like a game?"

"Okay, me play." He claps.

"Good boy," I pretend to zip his mouth shut.

"Daddy why you be eating Mommys mouth in da morning?"

"Okay Teddy." I pick him up and place him on the floor. "Why don't you go see if Francis wants to bake cookies or something with you this morning."

"No, me go work." He huffs.

"Not today Teddy, Daddy has a very busy day." He sticks his bottom lip out and crosses his arms over his chest. This is going to turn into a fucking tantrum real fast, I can see it now. "Teddy, don't pout."

I close my eyes and count to five. I really don't have the time for this, but I don't want Teddy to think I don't have time for him.

"Would you like to do a special job for Dad?" I open my eyes and he's still glaring at me. Ana is busy wiping Phoebes face and Ros is looking on in fascination. Probably gob smacked at the different side of me she's witnessing.

"Me go work?" He asks, his stance softening a fraction.

"I need you to do something for me here, it's a really special job, do you think you're up for it."

"No, me no wike up."

"Are you sure? It's a job that only big boys can do?"

"Me big boy." He smiles widely.

"Yes you are."

"Okay, me do." I crook my finger, motioning him to come over. He comes and stands at my side proudly. Leaning down I whisper in his ear the 'special' job I am assigning him.

"Do you think you can do that?" He nods excitedly and hops off to the kitchen.

"I'm impressed boss." Ros chuckles. "Bit different than yesterday." She laughs loudly, remembering my naughty corner incident. Her laughter catches Ana's attention.

"What happened yesterday?" Ana asks curiously.

"Your son had three grown men in the naughty corner." Ros bursts into hysterics. "I've never seen anything so fucking funny in my life!" She hoots.

"He didn't?" Ana gasps.

"Oh he did." Ros manages to get out through her snorts. "I have photos to prove it." She pulls out her phone and takes it over to Ana. She whispers something to Ana and holds up the screen. Ana bursts out laughing instantly.

"You never told me this." Ana looks at me still laughing. I roll my eyes at them and continue my reading.

"I'm keeping these as leverage." Ros tells Ana. "Next time I want something and hubby over there says no, these may find their way into the GEH monthly staff newsletter."

"Like Fuck!" My head shoots up.

"Nawty word Daddy. You go nawty corner!" Teddy yells re-entering the dining room. Great timing son.

Ros bursts into laughter again. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. I will not react, I will not react, I will not fucking react...

"Teddy, come with Mommy."

"But why Mommy. Me put Daddy in nawty corner."

"Is that the wiggles I can hear on the tv?" Ana says dramatically.

"Wiggggggggles!" He screeches and runs full throttle to the tv room.

"Thanks baby." I sigh, pushing the paperwork away. My concentration is now zilch.

"Your son..." Ros grins, "I love him, can I adopt him?" She laughs.

I shake my head before raising my face to meet hers. "So help me god, Ros, if those photos ever appear in the newsletter..."

"I'm heading out babe." I poke my head into our bedroom to say goodbye to Ana before Ros and I leave for Grey house.

"Okay, I'll see you tonight. I love you." She mumbles. She is standing in front of her dresser with her back to the door wearing only a white bra and thong set. She is bent over and brushing her hair from behind. My dick stands to attention immediately. There's no way I have enough self control to walk away from that without running my hands over her perfect ass. I am usually the king of self control, but when it comes to Ana, those two words leave my vocabulary.

"You look so fucking hot like that baby." I stroll up behind her and run my hands down her ass onto her thighs and pull her against my cock.

"I take it you like the panties?" She giggles standing up straight, flicking her hair back.

"I like the panties...but I love what's underneath them." I rub myself up against her. My hands navigate up her front to play with her breasts.

"Mmm," she moans, her hips moving with mine. "Don't start something you can't finish." She pants.

"Oh we will finish this and then some tonight baby." I kiss her neck.

"I'm busy tonight." She moans.

"Doing what exactly?" I frown, this is the first I've heard.

"Something." She stops her wriggling when I stop my fondling.

"Something... As in?" I place my hands on her shoulders and turn her around so that I can look into her eyes.

"I just have plans tonight," she shrugs. "No biggie...I'm going out with Kate." She adds too forcefully for me to believe it.

I narrow my eyes and study her expression. Oh she's hiding something alright!

"What are you and Kate doing?"

"Ah, we are going to a book club." She blinks rapidly. She's lying to me? Why?

"A book club?" I raise an eyebrow. "You read all day, and you can read at home." I state the obvious.

"It's not that same. What's the big deal anyway?" Her hands find her hips. Defensive, blinking more than usual and flushed cheeks - my wife is a horrible liar.

"No big deal." I act cool. "I'll see you when you get home from 'book club'." I lean in and kiss her cheek then turn and exit the room. Book club my fucking ass! What the fuck does she have to lie about? I stomp down the stairs, my mind racing. She fucking lied to me!

APOV

"Fuck!" I curse myself. I think he bought it? But it's too late to change how that played out now if he didn't. I can't forget to call Kate and tell her to cover for me. She'll play along, I know she will.

"Are we still good for tonight Sawyer?" I ask as he drives me in to work.

"We certainly are Mrs Grey." He winks at me through the rear vision mirror. "I had to lie out of my fucking ass... Sorry ma'am... Lie to Taylor, but I think he bought it. We should be safe."

"Good." I grin. "This can't get out Sawyer, it'll ruin everything."

"Understood."

I spend the rest of the drive staring out the window at the passing scenery, nervous, but giddy with excitement about tonight.

TPOV

"Fuck No... No, No, No, hell No!" I watch on in amusement as boss man swears with each glossy page of the magazine draft he flicks through.

"Taylor, come and look at these." He grunts. I head to his desk and flick through the pages he's pushed over to me. "I want your honest opinion."

I take a minute to flick through the pages. "Sir, I think they are tastefully done, classy yet provocative. Honestly, I think this is exactly what you were aiming for." I hold my breath, trying to contain my laughter at the look of pure unashamed protectiveness written all over his face.

"She's half fucking naked." He bows his head and takes a deep breath.

"As are you." I point out, hoping it'll calm him. "Ana's going to be just as possessive and protective of you when she sees the view of you that half the female population of the world will be drooling over."

"I hate it when your right." He sighs in defeat.

"You must hate me a lot then Sir." I joke. He looks up and chuckles softly.

"Thank you Taylor. Are you aware of Ana's plans tonight?" He asks casually, but I notice his shoulders tense and his jaw clench telling me he's anything but 'casual' right now.

"Yes Sir." I reply, Sawyer having fed me his story this morning.

"And they would be?"

"She has asked Sawyer to accompany her to a book club." He looks at me, his finger running back and forth over his lip.

"Have you run checks on this book club?" He narrows his eyes and adjusts his body in his seat.

"Sawyer has Sir. As far as I am aware it is being held at the house of a publishing associate of Mrs Greys. Sawyer has been given strict instruction Sir, I believe she will be in good hands." He glares at me, asking me silently if I really bought that cock and bull story. Honestly? I knew it was a crock of shit as soon as Sawyer adjusted his tie, I'm not a fucking idiot. I nod at Grey, letting him know that I know and have already put something in place.

"I have it covered Sir."

"Good. I'm not happy about this Taylor. Whatever Sawyer is hiding better be damn fucking worth loosing his job over."

"I will handle it. I don't think it will come to that."

"I don't like being lied to. Deal with it."

I leave Greys office and head down to the security quarters. After slamming the door to my office shut I grab my cell and dial Sawyer.

Sawyers POV

"Everything okay Taylor?" I answer my phone having seen Taylor's name flashing on my screen.

"Cut the shit Lukey boy. I bought your story about as much as Grey bought Ana's. I'm heading over and you and I are going to have a little chat."

"Fuck." I mutter as he hangs up.

I wait for Taylor in the computer room chatting to Alby. The dudes a fucking computer genius. I'm surprised Grey doesn't have him at Grey House and send someone else here.

"Kitchen. Now." Taylor's voice booms from the door behind me. Oh he's pissed.

Later that evening - CPOV

For fucks sake! Sending Gail home early was a monumentally bad idea. I should have known my patience would already be frayed with Ana's absence. The children are never this difficult at night, they are always tired and running low on energy. Why tonight, of all nights have they decided to morph into little demons?

"Teddy, get back here."

"Noooooo!" He screams, running around the tv room with Phoebes baby powder, squirting the white dust everywhere.

I place my crying princess into her little bouncer seat and buckle her in.

"Teddy." I growl and run after him. I catch him around the waist just as he is trying to squirt the plasma screen and end up getting myself a face full of powder.

Coughing and spluttering I blow what powder I can from my face and march over to the sofa with Teddy - grabbing the powder bottle from his hands.

"That was naughty Teddy." I scowl. I grab the towel I used to dry Phoebe after her bath and rub it vigorously over my face, trying to get rid of the powder.

I put the towel down on the coffee table and look at Teddy, his little lip is quivering and I almost feel bad for the tone of voice I used with him.

"You fuckka Daddy." He screeches.

"That's it!" I walk over to the DVD holder and grab his wiggles DVDs "See these?" I hold them up. I'm taking them off you because of the way you are behaving. You will get them back when I think your behaviour warrants it."

"Nnooooo, noooo, noooooooooo!" His ear piercing screams hurt my head. He jumps off the sofa and runs into my leg, holding onto my pants while he try's jumping up to reach his DVDs.

"Wiggles! Daddy me wan wiggles."

"No. I want you to go and sit on the sofa quietly while I get your sister dressed."

"No, my wiggles." He sobs, " I wan Mommy..."

You and me both son. Taking the DVDs I begin walking to the kitchen to stick them in a high cupboard.

"Wiggles...wigggggles." He runs after me. Fuck I feel like a right shit taking his wiggles from him but he needs to learn he can't behave like this.

"Bro, are you taking his wiggles from him?" Elliot growls, walking over from the door. "What an ass, bro." He shakes his head.

"Do you want to do this?" I get up in his face. "Really Elliot? You want to come into my home and question my parenting?" I snarl, my voice menacing.

"Dude, chill out. Whatever." He backs away, sensing I'm hanging from my last thread.

I look up at Kate who is eyeing the situation.

"You decided against accompanying Ana to book club?" I glare at her. She looks utterly confused.

"Ah, yea. Had a lot of things to catch up on." She slurs and tries to look anywhere but my direction.

"Right." I nod.

"Wiggles Daddy." Teddy is still sobbing at my feet. It breaks my heart to see him like this but I can't back down now.

"You've got powder through your hair bro." Elliot points out the obvious.

"Kate, would you do me a favour and dress Phoebe?" I ask, not giving a shit about my pride. " I want to get this one in bed." I explain.

"Of course." She smiles. "Where is she?"

"In the tv room." I turn and look at Elliot. "Pour me a scotch will ya, I won't be long."

I pick Teddy up and take him up to his room.

I place him in his bed and pull his comforter up around him. He is hiccuping and rubbing his eyes.

"Teddy, do you know why I took your wiggles movies off you?"

"Mommy." He shudders, sobs racking his breath.

"Son, I took your movies because you didn't listen to me when I asked you to stop squirting the powder, then you called Daddy a naughty word. That wasn't very good behaviour was it?" He shakes his head slowly and wipes his eyes.

"Me sowry Daddy." His lip trembles and his eyes widen like that fucking pussy cat on Shrek, gets me every time.

"I know you are son. Daddy is sorry he shouted at you." I lay down on his bed beside him and stroke the hair from his forehead. It doesn't take long for him to close his eyes and nod off.

"I love you son." I whisper against his cheek.

"Want to tell me what the fuck is going on?" Elliot, who is slouched back on the sofa, asks as soon as I enter the television room.

I grab the scotch that he has poured for me and sit on the other sofa. "It's been a long day that's all." I say bluntly before taking a large mouthful of the warm amber liquid. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"I left some shit in the gym. Where's the little lady?"

"Book club...or so she says." I mutter.

He looks at me with wide eyes.

"And you're not out there stalking her?" He laughs. "Christian Grey thinks his wife is lying to him and rather than out following her, he's at home dipping his hair in powder and taking his sons most precious possession off him?"

"Fuck up Lelly. I'm trying to trust my wife here... And Teddy called me a fucker." I grit.

"Never thought I'd hear you say trust and trying in the same sentence not in this lifetime anyway."

"Yeah well..." I shrug and take another gulp of my scotch. "Besides I have staff to stalk for me."

"Right," he chuckles, "and here's me thinking you'd turned a new leaf."

Taylor walks into the kitchen as I'm grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator to take down to the gym with me.

"Where is she?" I ask, not bothering with any pleasantries.

"Book club Sir."

Knowing Taylor would never have the balls to blatantly lie to my face I let out the breath I had been holding.

"Thank you." I nod, then turn and head to the downstairs gym feeling a shit load better than I have all day.