Disclaimer: All characters belong to E. L. James
Ana
"Remember, no alcohol, no raw fish, no..." I block Christian's voice out. He is driving me insane. True to what I thought, he has become my worst nightmare in less than three days. He actually didn't go to work on Friday and spent the whole day at home reading the pregnancy books he bought. Then yesterday, he started to make lists with things I am not allowed to do and had his personal trainer came over to talk to him about a workout routine for pregnant women. We hit a rough spot when I found him in our walk in closet, where he had several boxes and happily packed each pair of shoes that I own with more than three-inch heels away.
I told him that he is crazy and we locked horns for a while. I know he only has my best interest at heart, but taking a woman's shoes away is a no go. In the end, I gave in. He is worried and doesn't feel in control, so now he is frantically trying to find ways to control this pregnancy. We are going to see John tomorrow, because I don't think that I will be able to manage his control freakery gone wild until the baby is born. Not with me being hormonal and bitchy like this. Usually, I can deal a lot better with his control issues, but right now it is driving me insane and I don't want to fight, because I know that he doesn't try to rile me up on purpose.
"Hey, are you even listening to me, Mrs. Grey?" Christian asks and waves his hand in front of my face.
"Sorry, I was deep in thoughts and no, I won't eat anything from the list of foods Dr. Greene gave me, but if it makes you feel better you can put a plate for me together." I offer, this gives him something to do and satisfies two of his needs that have increased to an insane level since we found out that I am pregnant. One would be taking care of me, if I thought he was overprotective before, I know now that I haven't seen overprotective until now. He follows me everywhere and even insists to lift me in and out of the tub, afraid that I fall if I get in and out myself.
The other need of his that has significantly increased is the urge to feed me and make sure that I am not hungry. Good grief, it feels like he is putting food in front of me every hour of the day, though after I showed him an article about the risks that come with gaining too much weight during a pregnancy he at least reigned that in a tiny bit. But just as I predicted, once I've told him that he can select my food he gives me a big smile.
"Do you really think we can't tell everyone today?" He asks and I sigh.
"Christian please, Kate and Elliot just arrived back from their honeymoon, I bet they have a lot of stories to tell all of us and I don't want to rain on their parade. Besides my parents won't be there and we already agreed to tell them all next Saturday when they all come over for dinner."
Of course, I would love to tell everyone today, but I want Kate to be in the center of attention today. She was so upset when her parents refused to attend her wedding. They were worried what people would say and Kate was so upset she cried for days. I mean this was one of the most important days of her life and her family wasn't there to share it with her. What hurt her most was that her father didn't even change his mind when she begged him to walk her down the aisle.
At this point Carrick, my dad, Christian and Cooper offered to walk her down the aisle and I was a little surprised when she asked my dad to do it. She told me later that she didn't want to ask Carrick, because Mia seemed a little upset about him offering and she knew I wouldn't mind. I was happy for her that she didn't have to walk down the aisle alone, but I know that it was a bittersweet moment for her and I want her to be in the center of attention today when she can share some of her honeymoon stories with all of us.
When we arrive at Bellevue, we find Kate and Elliot on the patio.
"Kate! Wow, you look good. I love your tan." I gush after we've hugged.
"Thank you, the tan is great, right?" She says, but I can tell something is seriously bothering her.
"Is everything alright?" I ask and we sit down on one of the benches together, while Christian and Elliot are sitting on the one opposite us.
"My mother called me today. She wants me to show up for my dad's birthday next week. When I asked if I could bring Elliot, she told me that it would be best if I would come alone. We kind of got into an argument and I hung up on her. I mean, seriously now I can't bring my husband to my parent's house and what the hell should I get my father for his birthday? Maybe a card that says 'Thanks for nothing'" She huffs and I can't believe it, how can her parents be so mean to her?
"How about you get him a really ugly tie and a pocket pussy, you know if he doesn't like the tie he can always go fuck himself." I hear myself say. Great first my hormones turned me into a total bitch and now I have lost my filter.
Kate gapes at me shocked and suddenly we hear both Christian and Elliot erupt into howling laughter.
"Well, I keep that option in mind." Kate chuckles after a moment and I am glad when Grace and Carrick come out onto the patio, so we can leave that subject.
"I had no idea you knew what a pocket pussy is, Mrs. Grey." Christian whispers into my ear when he comes to sit next to me.
"I know a lot of things, Mr. Grey. Maybe I should get one for you, you know to get through the dry spell once our baby is born." I whisper back.
"Thank you, but I prefer your mouth and maybe I can even have your ass after three or four weeks."
I give him one look that clearly says 'dream on buddy' and he just shrugs. I think we need to have a talk about that. From what I've read so far I might be bleeding for the whole six weeks I am not allowed to have sex and then the whole tearing thing, no thanks, he will have to wait for it...
A little later Cooper and Mia arrive too and Elliot and Kate start to tell us all about their honeymoon. Though the really only have very little to tell and when Mia asks them what they did their entire honeymoon that they don't have much to share with us we all roll our eyes at her. Seriously, does she expect them to tell that they did the dirty for most parts of their honeymoon in front of Elliot's parents?
As I've already expect Christian has loaded my plate with so much food I just stare at him.
"What, I've put a little bit of everything on it." He says and I just shake my head, but push his cup of coffee as far away from me as possible. Urgh, just the smell of coffee makes me nauseous.
"Are you alright, Ana? You look a little pale, darling." Grace asks me.
"No, I'm fine, Grace. I just had an upset stomach the last couple of days."
"Why, did Dad send some of his famous chili over to your place?" Cooper asks with a shit-eating grin and I glare at him.
"No he didn't, now drop it." I know my brother loves to tease me, but I am so not in the mood for it now.
Thankfully he doesn't try to tease me more, though that doesn't mean that I can just sit back an relax, because Christian starts to use his newfound knowledge about all things pregnancy to give Mia tips with her swollen feet. I try to ignore it and enjoy brunch, but when Mia asks Gretchen if she can have eggs benedict, Christian goes off again.
"Thank you, Gretchen, but my sister can't eat egg benedict." He says and everyone stares at him.
"There could be raw eggs in the sauce and Mia can't eat anything with raw eggs while being pregnant." He explains and I want to kick him.
"Okay bro, did you get bored with GEH and started to train as an obstetrician now?" Elliot asks.
"No, I recently read some articles about pregnancy, that's all." Christian explains, but I know there is no way we will get off this topic now.
"Why would you read articles about pregnancy, Christian?" Grace asks and just looking at her tells me that she knows.
Christian looks at me and I can't tell that he is dying to tell everyone that we are pregnant, so I nod.
"Well, everyone I would like you all to be the first to know that Ana and I are expecting our first child." He says and everyone is up within a second to congratulate and hug us. For some reason I start to feel a little overwhelmed and excuse myself to use the bathroom. When I leave the bathroom, Grace is leaning against the wall in the hallway.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" She asks and I sigh.
"A little overwhelmed I guess... do you have a moment to talk?"
"Of course, darling, come we can talk in the kitchen." She wraps her arm around my shoulder and we walk into the kitchen where we sit down.
"So, what is overwhelming you, Ana?"
"It's just... I'm all over the place, Grace. One minute I'm happy and the next I start to snap at everyone for no obvious reason. I'm worried that I'm going to be a terrible mother... I mean, I'm eleven weeks along and I had no idea. Actually, it was Taylor who pointed out to Christian that I am pregnant. I thought I was having the worst PMS ever and when my belly got a little bigger, I thought I am bloated. Isn't that ridiculous? I had this freaking implant, so I never even thought that I could be pregnant. I'm worried because I often had a glass of wine with dinner and I'm also worried that Christian is going to leave me because I have turned into a complete bitch." I bury my face in my hands and start to sob. Shit, I don't even know why I am crying.
"Darling, it's alright, you don't have to cry. Being pregnant for the first time is such a huge adjustment for every woman. It is complete normal that you are feeling a little overwhelmed, but the one thing you really don't have to worry about is Christian. He is not going to go anywhere sweet girl. My son adores you and the last thing you should worry about is that he would ever leave you, because it won't happen."
"I know it's just... I don't feel like myself lately and I'm already freaking out when I just think about how the media will haunt us once I can't hide the pregnancy any longer. This is going to be a nightmare."
Grace takes my hand in hers and keeps rubbing my back with her over hand. "I would love nothing more than to tell you that they will leave you alone, but we both know that is just not the case. But you have security and Christian to keep you safe. For now just try to enjoy your pregnancy and maybe ask Christian to take you away for a couple of days. You are clearly stressed about this so a little time away will be good for both of you. Do your parents know?"
"No, we wanted to wait until next weekend, but I guess we just stop by before we head home. I hope my Dad won't freak out, you know how he still lives in that bubble where his daughters don't have sex." I mutter and can't help but smile when Grace starts to laugh.
"Carrick did the same thing; after Mia told us that she is pregnant he went to his study and got drunk. You know men, their sons can go out and have all the sex they want, but not their little girls."
"That's why I hope that we are having a son." We both hear and turn around to find Christian leaning in the doorframe. He looks at me, frowns and comes over to me.
"Why did you cry, baby? Are you not feeling well? Do you want to go home?" He asks and sits down next me.
"No, I just felt a little overwhelmed, can we take a walk?"
"Sure. We'll be back soon, Mom."
"Take your time." Grace says and we take the backdoor in the kitchen to go outside. Christian takes my hand in his and we slowly walk towards the waterfront.
"Talk to me, baby. What is it that makes you feel overwhelmed?"
"I don't know, it's just... I don't feel like myself lately and I am worried that you won't keep up with my mood swings and ... you know ... leave me."
Christian stops abruptly and stares down at me as if I had just grown a second head.
"Anastasia Rose Grey that is the most stupid thing I have ever heard you say. I love you and I will never, never ever leave you. Much less so for something you can't control. Your hormones are running wild right now and yes, you have had some pretty impressive mood swings lately, but that does not make me love you any less. Besides, I am the poster child for mood swings, so I get it, but please don't even think that I would ever leave you. You mean the world to me, baby and I am not leaving you, not now not ever."
I stare into his beautiful gray eyes and wrap my arms around his middle.
"I'm sorry, Christian. I love you."
"And I love you, baby. Actually, did you know that it was right here where I first knew that I had feelings for you?" He asks and I shake my head.
"Let's sit on the dock; I'm going to tell you a little story." He leads me to the dock and we both sit down, take our shoes and socks off and let our feet dangle into the water, which is surprisingly warm.
"So, it was the summer before you turned sixteen. I hadn't been home for a long while, because my parents weren't pleased at all when I dropped out of college and of course, Elena had her claws in me and was trying to make me believe that she was all I really needed. I hadn't seen you in six maybe seven months and I had just started to get GEH up. In fact, the day before I had just made my first million by selling a company I had bought and fixed. I came home to tell my parents about it. I wanted them to see that dropping out of college was the right decision. My mom was delighted that things were going so well for me... my dad, well let's say he thought I was just lucky and that I would end up losing everything in a couple of months."
He sounds a little bitter sharing this bit of his past with me and I know it really hurt him that Carrick didn't believe that he could succeed in the business world.
"Anyway, after arguing with my Dad I wanted to leave, but I heard Mia laughing outside and I hadn't seen her in a couple of weeks, so I thought I'd go outside and say hi. When I stepped outside, I saw you with Mia and Kate. You were all stretched out on a huge blanket giggling and talking. You were the one who noticed me first, you jumped up ran over to me and jumped into my arms wearing nothing but a tiny bikini and when you realized that it wasn't really appropriate anymore to jump me like that you blushed and looked cute as hell. Not to mention that you also looked hot as hell in the pink bikini you were wearing that day. When I looked at you, I thought that you are the most beautiful girl in the world. I wanted you ever since, but Elena had fucked with my head so much, I never thought I could I have you. What we have Ana means the world to me, I am so happy with you it scares me sometimes, but I will never ever leave you. I can't, you are my life Ana."
I look at him and the love I can see in his eyes brings fresh tears to my eyes. He has been so good in keeping up with my mood swings in the last couple of weeks. And in this moment, I just want to be as close to him as possible.
"Come!" I get up and pull his arms making him laugh.
"Why are you laughing? I want to pull you up." I try again and he nearly falls off the dock he is laughing so hard.
"What is so funny?" I ask pouting, but seriously, his laughter is so infectious I start to laugh too.
"Baby, do you honestly believe that you could pull me to my feet?"
"I don't know, but guess who is not going to get laid in the boathouse if he doesn't quit laughing at me!"
His laughter stops in less than a nanosecond, he gets up and before I know it, he has picked me up and is running towards the boathouse and up the stairs once we are inside.
"Do you really want this? If you are not feeling well it's okay, I don't want to hurt you, Ana."
"I know, but I'm feeling good right now and I want to feel you inside me."
That is all I have to say for him to start undressing both of us in record time and before I know it I find myself naked on the small sofa which my legs dangling over his shoulders while he is licking and nibbling the insides of my thighs and up to my sex.
"Oh fuck Ana, you taste so good"
"Christian... please... we need to make this quick... I don't want someone... someone walking in on us." I moan when he starts to suck on my clit, but he doesn't answer and instead pushes one finger inside me.
"You're so wet, baby. You really want this?"
"Yes, please Christian." I beg and he positions me on the sofa so that he can rest between my legs.
"Is this okay or do you want to be on top, baby?" He asks me and rubs the head of his erection between my folds.
"No, I'm good, please take me, Christian." I ask and he slowly enters me until he is buried deep inside of me.
"Okay?"
"Yes, please don't over think this, I am fine." We didn't have sex for a while now and I just want him to let go and enjoy this.
Slowly he starts to move and staring into eyes, searching for any clue that I am uncomfortable or just doing this for him, but when he sees that I really want this he lets go and thrusts fast and deep into me chasing his own orgasm.
All too soon I start to feel my orgasm building inside me, the heat spreading through my entire body and when I hear his grunted command "Come for me, baby!" I let go and come undone gasping his name, while he pounds into me hard until he finds his own release.
A while later I am sitting in his lap while he is trying to untangle my just fucked hair with his fingers.
"I remember the day you talked about on the dock." I murmur and frown.
"You do?"
"Yes, I was so happy to see you after such a long time, I couldn't help but run to you and talk to you first before Mia would occupy all of your attention. I was kind of embarrassed because I jumped you like that while wearing nothing but my bikini and if I remember it correctly you didn't say more than hi to me and just left. Mia was pissed, because she thought I said something to make you leave."
"You didn't, but it wouldn't have been very appropriate to hang out with my sister and her friends while sporting a massive hard on. Which by the way wouldn't go away until I was back home and took a cold shower. That is also why I tried to bring more distance between us. You always had a way to make all my walls, boundaries and self control just go away." He says and kisses my neck while he braids my hair.
"Good." I answer with a big smile.
"Oh, so you like the fact that I have no control when it comes to you, Mrs. Grey?"
"Yes, I mean why should it be any better for you than for me."
"I guess that means we are meant to be, right?" He asks a little shy and I turn around and kiss him.
"We are, I always knew that."
"Ana, Christian?" We hear Elliot call out and I giggle when Christian starts to curse under his breath.
"Up here." I call out only for Elliot to answer with: "Are you two decent?"
"Yes, now get the fuck up here and tell us what you want, Lelliot." Christian calls out and Elliot comes up the stairs.
"Hey, so I wanted to ask you two a favor."
"Sure what do you need?"
"I have to go to Oklahoma next weekend, there is a very interesting project and I am thinking about making a bit, but I want to talk to the guys over there first. The thing is Kate can't come with me and I don't want her to be alone, you know the thing with her parents and the rest of her fucked up family..."
"Elliot, just tell her to come to our place, I have to go to New York Friday to Saturday morning and I don't want Ana to fly while she is pregnant or at least not until she is further into her second trimester, so our wives can have a girls weekend. Anything you would like me to arrange for you and Kate, baby?"
"I think of something, maybe Mia can come over too and we can have a movie night." I shrug; right now, I don't want to think about Christian going away for the overnight. At first, I wanted to go with him, but two five-hour flights within two days just sound exhausting at the moment.
"Perfect, and maybe you could ask her Ana?" Elliot asks and I smile.
"Sure, I'll ask her."
"Good, so I'll leave you too it, but maybe you should go back to the dock first and collect your shoes, it has started to rain." He says and leaves.
"I'll get them, baby."
"No, I'll go with you, I am hungry again, maybe there is some of the fruit salad left."
"Okay, let's get you fed and then we stop by at your parent's place to tell them about our little one here." He plants a soft kiss on my belly and helps me up.
"You know, I think once we are home I am up for round two." I tell him grinning and he looks really excited.
"Then we better get you home quickly, Mrs. Grey."...