Chapter 53 - Reunions.

APOV

It has been 3 weeks since Ray was given the phone call revealing the gender of baby Grey number three. Three long weeks of being holed up on house arrest. Three weeks of listening to Christian whine about having to wait to find out and three weeks of bottled up excitement about my parents arriving for the big family dinner.

Kate and Elliot had their scan yesterday, the sex of their little one being revealed to Kate's mother. The cake is being made now ready for the party tomorrow night.

Christian has taken the morning off work for two reasons. He wants to come with me and the children to meet Carla and Bob at the airport and he doesn't trust me at home alone. He has been the doting husband since I fainted. He fears I'll go overboard preparing for my parents stay if left alone. It really is getting ridiculous. I have low blood pressure, I am not on my death bed. When I reminded him of that he went completely berserk. Don't even get me started on his reaction to me still attending BookClub. Trying to get out of the house was like getting him to chop his manhood off. He wasn't budging.

Last BookClub night he insisted I stay at home or have BookClub here at our home. That was never going to happen with him in the house, so I ended up cancelling and arranging to have BookClub here the next morning while Christian was at work. Now four people know - which is 3 too many for my liking. I will be absolutely devastated if one of them let it slip. Gail took Teddy over to their apartment above the garage and played helicopter with him. That boys mouth runs like a faulty faucet. He would have told Daddy the minute he walked in from work.

Last night I had a mini panic attack. I was lying in bed going over the stuff I had learnt in my head and I suddenly realised he could easily check the security cameras. I quickly text Sawyer to delete the footage then deleted the text from my phone. Crisis averted - until next time.

"Are you ready, baby?" I look up as Christian walks into our closet. He is wearing a white tee and my favourite jeans. Why does he always have to look so... Edible. He's been unusually stand-offish the past few weeks. Damn Dr and her no over-exertion advice. I swear if Christian doesn't put out tonight I'm going to tie him up and force myself on him. I am being complete childish over it. I know he's exercising every last ounce of self control he has for the sake of my well being but enough is enough.

I glare at him, my eyes skating down the jeans. How could he wear them? He knows how turned on I get when he is in them. The way the denim hangs from his hip but hugs his perfect butt.

"I'll be down soon." I slip into a floaty maxi dress. Baby Grey has been growing rapidly over the past few weeks and my bump is slightly larger so my clothes are being swapped for less figure hugging ones.

"Are you still sulking because I wouldn't make love to you last night?" He has the nerve to laugh.

"No, I'm sulking because I don't have any batteries for my purple friend." I grin and watch his smile fade.

"You... Didn't?" He gasps.

"No I didn't... I'm just trying to piss you off... But the thought crossed my mind."

He chuckles and steps towards me. "Do I need to schedule an appointment with the good Dr. Flynn?" He smirks. I roll my eyes. He steps closer and takes my face in his hands. "Ana, baby. I would live inside of you if I could..but I draw the line at putting sex before your health. Besides, once every few days is the norm in most marriages, or so I'm told."

"No wonder the divorce rate is so high." I look into his eyes and huff. I am fully aware of how immature i am being. I am just frustrated.

"You're pretty damn cute when you pout." He wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me too his chest. I relax into his hold. His touch is a balm, soothing my frustrations away.

I look up and study his mouth. The perfect curve of his lips, the light dusting of stubble around his jaw. I lean up and kiss him. "I'm sorry." I whisper.

"Baby, I love that you need me. Please don't apologise." He strokes my cheek with his thumb. "We had better get going."

"Gramma Car come my house?" Teddy jumps around excitedly in the private airport lounge used by those with Private jets.

"She sure is Champ, and Grampa Bob, and Grampa Ray. Grampa Ray will be here tonight."

"He no fly?" Teddy puts his arms out like wings and runs circles around Christian.

"No Son, he's driving." Christian answers Teddy.

"Grampa Way sleep my room?" He stops and looks up at Christian. "Me wike Grampa Way."

"How about we ask him when he gets here?"

"Kay." That seems to satisfy him. He takes off, making car noises and running around the lounge seating. It's a good thing we are the only ones in the lounge today.

"Look Teddy, here they come." Christian points up to the tiny spec in the sky that's getting closer and closer by the second. He bends down and picks Teddy up, throwing him up and over his shoulder so that he is sitting up high, holding onto Christians hands.

"Me see, me see." He squeals. We watch as the jet glides to a smooth stop on the tarmac. When I see my Mom walking down the metal stairs I hand Phoebe to Sawyer and dash out of the glass doors to meet her.

"Mom." I throw my arms around her and hug her. God I didn't realise how much I have missed seeing her.

"Oh Darling." She drops her carry on bag and holds me. "Look at you mother hen." She pulls back and places her hands on my belly. "You look radiant sweetie."

"How was your flight?" I ask, placing my hands over Moms.

"First class as usual. You know even first class on a commercial flight seems like coach after flying in my son-in-laws jet."

"Good, you deserve the best."

"Where's my grand babies." She gasps as she looks behind me. Christian is walking onto the tarmac with Phoebe on his hip and Teddy's hand in his other. "Look at them." A tear runs down her cheek and I start to well up. "Oh sweetie, you make beautiful babies." She bends down and hold her arms out to embrace Teddy who is now flying full force toward her. She scoops him up and holds him tightly.

"Hi there Theodore. Aren't you handsome." She beams at him. "You've grown so much."

"Me no door. Me Teddy. Me big boy." I giggle at his response. He hasn't been called Theodore in quite sometime. I'm not surprised he corrected her.

"Well then, Teddy it is. You look more and more like your Dad every time I see you."

"Daddy say me hab to bath. Me no wike bath but the lay dees wike." He shrugs and reaches out to touch Moms earrings. "My Mommy tired cos she make baby. Me no wike baby me wike hellllicopterrrs but me buy Mommy a bear and a fee beee."

"So adorable." Mom pinches his cheek and kisses his face all over.

"Daddy eat Mommy's face too." He sighs. "Daddy be hungy. You be hungy?" Mom stifles a laugh and lowers him to the ground. I look at Christian who rolls his eyes at Teddy's lack of filter.

Christian walks up to her and kisses her cheek. She blushes. Oh for christ sakes Mom. "Carla."

"Christian." She pats him on the shoulder before taking Phoebe from him. She coos and kisses, sniffs and blows raspberries as Christian and I save Bob from the Teddy inquisition.

Christian accompanies us home and helps settle Mom and Bob in before running upstairs to put a suit on and head to work. When he returns downstairs he's looking every bit the sexy CEO. He says his goodbyes and I walk him to the door.

"I'll be back around 5.30. We have dinner reservations for 6.30 so be ready."

"Okay. Have a good day babe, thanks for coming with me."

"You're welcome baby,". He runs his nose down mine and cups my face in his hands. "Mmmm." He moans and kisses me, his lips coaxing mine open. His grip on my face tightens as the kiss deepens. His tongue brushes across mine slowly and I shiver with sensation.

"I love you." He pants, catching his breath.

"I love you." I swoon dreamily. I stand and watch as he climbs into the SUV. When I turn Mom is leaning up against the wall.

"That was some kiss." She giggles and fans her face. "Guess Daddy was hungy." She laughs and I blush.

"Oh Sweetie, I'm teasing. It's obvious you two love birds are even more head over heels than the last time I seen you, if that's even possible." She links her elbow in mine and walks me through to the living area.

We spend some time playing and talking with the children. When they start to get grumpy we feed them then put them down for their afternoon nap.

"So when's Ray arriving?" Mom asks casually when we make it to the TV room.

"He should be here soon. He said after lunch." Ray and Bob have been to multiple family gatherings in the past few years without killing each other so I'm not worried about them staying under the same roof. My only concern would be if Mom was all over Bob like a rash making Ray uncomfortable. I've talked to Christian about it and he seems to think everything will be fine. He also mentioned Elliot was coming over tomorrow to watch sport so Ray would be occupied most of the day.

Phoebes cries echo through the baby monitor. "You stay here darling, I'll go and get the little angel." Mom pushes herself up from the sofa and saunters out of the room. I lean my head back and close my eyes for a second. I open them and lift my head when I hear Phoebes coos as she enters the room on Moms hip.

"Hey baby girl, you didn't sleep long."

"Da da da." She cries.

"Oh, sweetie. Daddy is at work." I climb to my feet and hold my hands out to take her. Mom hands her over hesitantly.

"Ana honey, why don't we take Phoebe out? For a girls afternoon?" Mom suggests. I guess we could, but I wouldn't feel right leaving the house and having Ray arrive with both Christian and I gone and Bob here.

"How about tomorrow? We could go shopping for new outfits for the party?" I suggest.

"Oh, that's a wonderful idea." Mom accepts the alternative idea and sits back down.

I hold Phoebe up in the air and look at her. "What do you think Princess, shall we go shopping." She pumps her legs and try's to laugh. Her little snorts are adorable.

"Don't fall for it precious. You're gonna grow up with a fishing rod in your hand, not a credit card."

"Daddy." I leap up with Phoebe in tow and rush to Ray who drops a suitcase by the doorway. He holds out his arms and embraces the both of us. "I missed you."

"I missed my two favourite girls too." He holds us tighter and relaxes.

When he releases us he sees Mom, who is now standing to the side.

"Carla." He nods

"Ray." Mom returns his nod with a smile. "It's good to see you."

Ray takes Phoebe from my arms, she remains there for the remainder of the afternoon. Phoebe laps up the attention. Cooing and smiling for Ray all afternoon. She is definitely Poppas little girl.

We are outside watching Teddy play with his helicopter. Phoebe screams when ever anyone tries to take her from Ray, which displeases Teddy who wants him to fly Christians helicopter and have a race. Ray won't have a bar of it, he is just as attached to Phoebe as she is to him. I offer to try and fly the other helicopter but upon attempting am quickly told I'm not doing it 'good like Daddy does it' and get stood down from co pilot.

"Christians going to be home soon, we should probably get ready for dinner." I say while looking at the time on my phone.

"Up you go. I got these little one sorted." Ray motions for me to go then turns back to the children. I turn and see Mom looking on with Bob by her side. She looks like a child who hasn't been picked for the baseball team. I stop beside her on my way past. "He doesn't bite you know." I kiss her cheek then head inside to get dressed.

I am just pinning my hair back when Christian strolls in to the bathroom. "There you are." He kisses my forehead and watches as I pick up my clear lip gloss and smear it over my lips with the thin wand. "How was your day?" He asks, his eyes never leaving my lips.

"Good. I'm happy my parents are here. How was yours?" I press my lips together then pop them. Christians eyes darken.

"Very good, especially now I'm home." He leans forward and pecks my lips, lingering long enough to ignite my senses. He smells as divine as ever.

"Have you seen what Ray has Phoebe dressed in?" He chuckles when he steps back.

"No, not yet. Should I be scared?" I watch as he strips down and reaches into the shower turning it on.

"Not if you like pink, lots of pink. Do you think maybe he's pushing the pink because he knows we are having another girl?" Christian steps into the shower.

"Christian...I don't know. Maybe he's pushing the pink, and making such a fuss of Phoebe because of all the blue she will soon be surrounded by."

"True. Did he mention any thing today?" He lathers up the sponge and washes his chest, my eyes follow the stream of suds trailing down his abdomen.

"No."

"See something you like?" He chuckles and turns around so his back is to me and I have a fantastic view of his perfect ass.

"I see something I want but my husband won't give me."

"If you behave tonight, I might be open to making out a little."

"You mean if you're lucky." I turn and walk out leaving him laughing. I'm glad he thinks my sexual frustration is funny. I know it's not as if we aren't having sex at all, but going from multiple times a day to a few times a week is not cutting it for me. I guess it would be like a smoker going from 20 a day down to 1. The urge is still there if you don't actually want to cut down.

At the club we are seated at the rear of the restaurant section away from the majority of the other patrons. Dinner is comfortable. Christian invited Grace and Carrick who have been great at keeping the conversation going between both Carla and Bob, and Ray. It's nice watching our parents socialise together.

Carrick, Ray and Christian are busy organising a fishing trip to Aspen while Grace is talking animatedly to Mom and Bob about Teddy and Phoebe. Both Mom and Grace are eager to find out the gender of their next grandchild.

"You look tired." Christian nuzzles my ear. "Phoebes about ready to doze off too,". I look at Phoebe, she is lying on Rays chest and he is stroking her hair while he talks to Carrick.

"It is getting late." I look to Teddy who is drawing on the children's activity placemat with the little box of crayons that was at his place setting.

"Thank you." I turn to him and smile. "This was nice... dinner with just our little family and our parents." He leans down and kisses me chastely. I rest my head on his shoulder and look up. Grace is watching us smiling widely, her eyes drop to Christians hand which is splayed across my bump.

As a mother myself now, I couldn't imagine what it must have been like to not be able to hold your son, or show him any physical affection. It would be devastating. The change in him must be heartwarming for her. I smile back at her.

The children are tired and grumpy when we get home. We have stayed out way past their usual bedtime so we dress them in their pyjamas and put them straight to bed.

Ray helps with Teddy as he has been badgered into sleeping on Teddy's day bed.

When I finally make it to our bedroom, after seeing to everyone else, Christian is no where to be seen. Wicked ideas enter my mind so I rush to my closet before he surfaces.

"Ana, baby are you in here." His voice travels through our enormous bedroom.

"Just getting ready for bed." I sing out from the closet. I fasten my bra and strut out of the closet and into our room.

When he comes into view he is facing away from me, the alarm clock in his hands.

I stand in the open area at the end of our bed, positioning myself in front of our mirror so he can see my behind and wait for him to turn.

He taps away on the buttons, resetting the alarm. Then turns. As he does I saunter over to him. His mouth is gaping and eyes clouding. He glances at the mirror then back to my face, then back to the mirror.

"You know you're my wife right?" He murmurs. Not the response I was expecting.

"Yes." I nod slowly.

"You know you don't need to seduce me right?"

"I disagree." I run my hands over his chest and up his shoulders to the back of his neck. "It seems to get what I want these days, I have no option." I inch my face closer to his slowly, very slowly. His breath fans over my face. "I want you." I whisper before pressing my lips to his.

He groans and grabs my ass. Squeezing the bare skin then running his finger under the thin strip of lace that is my thong.

I open my mouth wider and invite his tongue in, an invitation he accepts eagerly.

His fingers reach my sex and he moans into my mouth. "Fuck, baby."

"Ssssh." I place a finger over his mouth. "Dad is in Teddy's room remember."

He walks me backwards to the bed and drops us down. His hands roam every part of my body, squeezing my thighs, caressing my belly. I write beneath him. Finally.

He leans on one elbow and undoes his slacks, pushing his pants and boxers down then moves onto my panties.

"This is going to be fast baby, I've been hard for you all day." He pants then sinks in to me.

I open my mouth, crying silently. He feels so good. His mouth moves down to mine and he kisses me hard, thrusting into me at a pace that is both overwhelming and welcome.

"You are so tight baby, hold on." I wrap my arms around him and clutch him tightly while he increases his tempo.

The bed starts to bang against the wall and he slows down.

"Don't stop." I pant.

"Not a chance babe, not a chance."

We lie in our post orgasmic state bliss. Me on my side and him spooning me. "Your Dad is going to kill me." He whispers in my ear.

I giggle. "Mmmm, I'll distract him in the morning while you sneak off to work... Maybe we should shift our bed?"

"Maybe be should just buy a big 'fuck' mattress and stick it in the centre of the room." He chuckles.

"Or maybe you could take me to the shower and have me against the wall." I suggest, sneaking my hand around to his cock.

"God dammit woman. I'll be buying Viagra soon."

"Having trouble keeping up?" I roll over and climb on top of him.

"You and your smart mouth." He wraps his arm around my waist and picks me up.

"What are you doing?" I squeal as he swings my legs around and carries me bridal style.

"I'm keeping up."

A/N: as always welcome to the new followers and thank you to all the reviewers xoxo

Next chapter, the big reveal ;)

If you haven't already, check out my new story - Lights, Camera, Ana. I thought I would aim to post updates for both stories at the same time. This story is going nowhere. We have some good stuff coming up, there's no way I would finish it now.

Love to all xoxo enjoy the festive season!

Ps, I've been typing all night and words are starting to blur so please excuse any mistakes!