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Chapter 5: Dinner Party with the Grey's

"So Kate, I hear from Mia that you are on the student paper, how do you like it?" Carrick asked. I move my eyes from the dinner plate to my best friend who is sitting next to Mia.

"Oh it's great," Kate smiles and flutters her eye lashes. Oh Kate, I gaze around the dinner table, looking at all the different faces. I start with the man next to Mr. Grey; he has blond hair and green eyes. His eyes aren't like Kate's green eyes; no they're defiantly too dull. His face has a nice chiseled shape with a very broad jaw. Next to him sits someone I would assume to be his date by the way her right shoulder seems to be slowly moving up and down. Which could mean one of two things she's rubbing his thigh or his junk; I want to be safe and guess his thigh. At the end of the table sits Grace. On my right sits a cute elderly couple, with matching silver hair. I smile at the sight of them, so in love. Of course to my left sits Mia and a very chatty Katherine. On the opposite end of Grace sits Carrick, who is very handsome as well with his light brown hair and light blue eyes. On Christian's left sits a blond woman, who looks like she has taken too much Botox to the face. Don't get me wrong she's very pretty, but it appears she is trying too hard to hold on to her youth. I'm brought out of my thoughts when I hear my name. I bring my attention to Grace. I look up at her with confusion.

"I asked what you do for fun." She smiles sweetly, as if she is truly interested.

"Nothing much, I just like to read."

"Oh no," Kate interrupted, "Don't let her fool you; she is also great at singing." My eyes widen in embarrassment.

"Is that true, dear?"

"Yes, mama," I peak at her face. "I mean I like to sing, I don't know about being a great singer."

"Oh I'm sure you're great," Mia spoke out loud adding fire to the fuel, as if a saving grace my phone rings, caller I.D. Daddy

"Oh I'm so sorry, it's my dad, is there a room I can take this too?"

"Certainly darling, up the stairs and just pick a room." She chuckles, and I stand. Walking around the table to make it to the door, I pray I don't fall. Thankfully I make it out of the dining room and I hit the answer button.

"Hey dad," I say

"Hey Ana, sorry if I'm interrupting anything," Rays voice came through the speaker. "I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay."

"I'm doing great dad, but why did you really call?"

"What? A man can't call to check up on his daughter?" He asked. I wondered up the stairs, and opened the first white door I saw. I walked into a boy's room, I know by the Fight Club poster.

"You can but I know you far too well, and when you have something you need to tell me your voice rises to a higher pitch. So what is it daddy?"

"Your mom and her husband are coming into town and they're staying with us."

"WHAT?!" Rage has built up inside me. I came here to get away from them.

"Is everything okay in here?" I turn to see Christian standing in the door way.

"Dad I can't talk about this now, I got to go." And with that I hang up the phone. "Yeah, everything's fine, sorry about my yelling." I rub the back of my neck, "I just got some bad news is all." Christian steps into the room and closes the door behind him.

"Don't bite your lip, Ana." He tells me while walking towards me.

"Why don't you want me to bite it?" I ask taking a breath in through my nose and releasing it out of my mouth shakily.

"It makes me want to do bad things to you." He backs me into the wall, "things to inappropriate to mention at my mother's dinner party." I lick my lips.

"What kind of bad things?"

"Mmm, if I told you, then it would no longer be a secret." He smiles, "Now you might want to get back down stairs before they miss you too much." I move to go around him when he grabs my arm. "Wait; let me see your phone." I hand him my phone.

"What are you doing?" He smiles while typing on my cell phone.

"You now have my number." I smile and nod, "Now go," I start to walk away when I feel a sting against my butt, I turn and face Christian.

"Did you just spank me?"

"That's for taunting me all night, now go I won't tell you again." I close the door behind me, leaving Christian in the other room. Tonight is going to be a long night.