I've converted three chapters into one, so I apologize for the length. Next chapter will be in CPOV.

I don't own these characters. I'm just having some fun with them.

Anastasia

"Please." I need it. Please give it to me.

"Tell me what you want Ana?" he asks as he rubs my clit with his thumb. Oh, God! I can hear how wet I am. "Tell me Ana, and I'll do it, all you have to do is say it." He says as he begins to insert his finger in me. God he feels too good. Please! PLEASE! He keeps going at a torturously slow pace. In, out, in, out... I want him. I want him so bad. I want him fast and deep.

"Tell me Ana!" he picks up speed and his finger turns into two and it's even better. I tilt my head back when my back arches off the bed. This is becoming torture. Damn him! I need him. I need him NOW!

"FUCK ME PLEASE CHRISTIAN! FUCK MEEEEEE" I scream as I cum.

I wake with a start. Oh god! I'm breathless as I try to decipher my dream.

I shake my head, but I can't ignore the pulsing between my legs. Licking my lips, I close my eyes and I can picture the way he smelled, the way he felt under my hand, the way his eyes looked at me, the way he spoke to me...

I breathe deeply and try to get my feelings under control, but it doesn't work. I'm panting and I haven't even touched myself. I squeeze my thighs together for some much needed friction. It's not the same as love making, but it's very much welcomed. I rub and squeeze my thighs together, while I picture Christian's penis between my butt cheeks, just like at the store. I can picture his hands holding me by my hips and his lips against my neck, just under my ear. Oh! I shiver as I come.

"Oh, god…." I moan.

"Ana! I'm taking the kids to school. I'll be back later, okay… Bye!" Damn it Kate! I try to say something anything, but all that comes out is a, "mhm." How pathetic!

While in the shower, I can still feel my inner wall's constricting. Maybe I should take Kate up on her offer to go shopping with her to an adult store. Really, you're going to buy a vibrator, when you had a chance to have sex with a random attractive guy yesterday?

Showered and now changed into a matching beige color laced bra and panty set, I decide to wear a white satin blouse and my grey pencil skirt that fits just below my knees, with my pair of my black suede six inch heeled mid leg boots. I've pinned my hair in an up-do and I'm warring minimal makeup. I am heading downstairs to the kitchen when I hear the front door bell ring. Who can it be?

"Good morning Anastasia. Is my son home?" Mr. Manki, Josh's father, asks as soon as he sees me open the door. David or Mr. Manki, is a man in his late 50's early 60's. He's tall at 6'2 and has a good looking body for his age. He has salt and pepper hair in a short cut. He has green eyes and is quite good looking for his age, too bad he has a very dislikable character, but is well money-wise, since he's a lawyer.

"I'm sorry Mr. Manki, but your son's not here…"

"Well, I'll come by later." He interrupts me and begins to walk down the driveway. Bad-mannered asshole!

"Actually, he no longer lives here. Try Erick's place, he should be there." I say with a smile. He stops and turns slowly back to me.

"What?" he asks in a very scary tone. One thing Josh's parents aren't fond of, is for them to be made to look like idiots. Oh, Josh you've done it now!

"As I've said Mr. Manki, try Erick's place."

"When did this happen?" he asks as he stalks towards me. Oh fuck he's pissed!

"Yesterday morning. And Erick came by as a favor to his brother in the afternoon to pick up his belongings." I tell him while looking up at him.

"I see," he says through gritted teeth. "Well then I need to have a CHAT with my dear son." He says as he eyes me. I hate when he does that, I feel like he's ready to devour me any chance he gets.

I clear my throat to break his gaze on my chest. "Well Mr. Manki, have a good day." I say with a smile on my face. Please leave!

"Of course, have a good day… Anastasia." he licks his lips before he turns to leave. I shudder, that was uncalled for. I close the front door and immediately send Erick a text message.

Big bad wolf arrived and is heading to your house to confront your brother! Good luck! A.S

Thanks for the heads up. I'm not home, but he is. Ha-ha E.M

After sending Erick my text message, I head over to the living room and pick up my house keys with Doris's keys and make my way to the side door. I make sure I lock the door and unlock Doris and jump in.

I'm half way to SIP, when I get an incoming text message. I shrug, I'll answer it later. I park Doris in my parking space, and smile as I see MS. ANASTASIA STEELE VP on a 'Reserved For' sign. As I walk in everyone says their "Good mornings" and I smile and respond with the same. I head over to the elevator and press the call button. I can hear men in the back of me having a conversation. I tune them out as I pull out my cell phone to see the missed text message.

I'm inviting you and the kids over for a barbeque tomorrow. Call me for the details. E.K

Hey Ethan, sorry but I'm not sure, my dad's coming over for a visit, rain check? A.S

"What floor?" one of the men asks as the elevator arrives and we step in.

"Twenty-second, please and thank you." I nod not lifting my gaze.

Bring him with you. The more the merrier. Plus he's family! E.K

I'll check with my dad! A.S

The elevator pings on the twenty-first floor and the men climb out. I place my phone back in my white Coach purse, as the elevator pings when it arrives on the twenty-second floor. I step out and I am immediately greeted by my personal assistant Rachel. Rachel is a bubbly blonde with the loveliest personality, I've ever met. She's short and curvaceous.

"Good morning Rachel," I say as I great her back. "Any messages for me this morning?" I ask with a smile.

"No Miss. Steele." She smiles back at me. I make my way towards my office and think of a productive way to spend three hours before I head over to Grey Offices.

I've gone through each of the contracts we have with new authors and came up with five whose contracts are coming to a close, three who haven't been keeping with their contracts, and two who are late in turning in a rough draft of their second book. I write everything down on my planner and make a memo to myself on a sticky note to make an appointment for each of these new authors, when I come back from my meeting. When I look up after writing my memos, the clock shows eleven on the dot. I get up from my seat and pick up Doris's keys and walk out of my office.

"Rachel I'll be going out for an early lunch, I'll be back soon."

"Yes, Ms. Steele." She nods and goes back to what she was typing on the keyboard.

I drive to Grey Offices which is approximately fifteen minutes away from SIP. I've never been to this side of downtown Seattle before, so it took me about twenty minutes to find the place. I park Doris in the rear parking, and make my way through the front door. As I walk in I notice immediately the bubbly blonde receptionist, and I notice she's a natural bubbly blonde. I smile at her and she smiles back.

"Hi, I'm Anastasia Steele and I have an appointment with Mr. Carrick Grey at eleven-thirty." I tell the bubbly blonde who smiles widely at me.

"Yes you do Ms. Steele," says a deep smooth voice behind me. I turn around and I immediately smile.

"Good Afternoon Mr. Grey." I say as I extend my hand.

"Good afternoon or should we say morning." He jokes while shaking my hand. I let out small laugh as well and he leads me to the elevator which takes us to his office on the third floor. His office is very specious and clean but has that warm feeling to it. I immediately walk in and notice he has no family pictures of his wife or kids. His walls are clean except for a picture of a beautiful boat on the opposite wall of his windows. He motions for me to take a seat across from his desk and I do which he, after I take a seat, does himself. I tilt my head to the side as I summarize how he was raised. By the way he let me sit first before he sat, shows he was raised courteously. The way his elbows don't touch the top of the desk when he places his arms, shows he was raised proper. And by the way he sits straight, shows he was raised with poise.

"Ms. Steele, what are you thinking about?" he says breaking me out of my summary of the man sitting in front of me. I shake my head and smile.

"Just noticing how well-mannered you are." I smile at him.

"Thank you, Ms. Steele," he says with a hint of a small blush appearing on his face.

"You're welcome Mr. Grey." My back straightens when it hits me, GREY. I look at him intently and I try to search his face to see a resemblance but come to none. No they can't be related. They don't look anything alike. I shake my head to clear that silly little idea.

"So Ms. Steele let's begin…"

We are done with the meeting an hour later and have come to the decision I can file for divorce under different morals and incompatibility, which means the divorce will only take about three days to process and we'll only need a Judge's signature and that would be all. It was embarrassing to mention the details of our marriage including the no active sex life, but he said it would help to force the scene I saw at his brother's home. To say I was a nervous wreck is the least I can say, it was awkward shearing my life story with a stranger, but oddly enough I was comfortable with his presence. I'm nervous about what I did but it had to be done. Mr. Grey will be calling me on Monday for an appointment to review the new petition for divorce papers his attorney will have written for us to go over as well as to serve Josh his papers.

I arrive to SIP in no time and park Doris back in my parking spot. I get out and make my way towards the elevator. As I get off the twenty-second floor I see Rachel talking on the phone with whom, I presume would be an author trying to get information. She puts them on hold when she sees me making my way towards her.

"Any messages for me since I've been gone?" I ask her.

"No Miss. Steele, but you do have a meeting with Mr. Rodriguez. He's waiting for you in your office," she says smiling at me.

"What?" I ask shocked. Jose is my good old friend. We actually attended middle school together and then found out our fathers were in the same military unit years ago, after that we became much closer when he told me about his mother and how she died giving birth to him. We automatically connected and have been friends ever since, and then we met Kate in high school. We became known as 'The three musketeers' and all throughout our college years at WSU. Jose was recently away in Italy for the past year, for his photography shows. We talk almost two times a week, which isn't much, but it's something.

I look at Rachel again, to get conformation of what she just said. She smiles at me and tilts her head in a 'go ahead' motion. And that is all I need and take off to my office as fast as my six inch heeled boots can take me. I open the door and sure enough, Jose is standing in front of my floor to ceiling windows.

"Jose! What are you doing here?" I say as I run towards him and jump in his arms.

"Come on Ana, I missed you four. A year is much too long," he says as he twirls me around. He puts me down and wipes my tears away with his thumbs. God did I miss him!

"How long do we have you for?" I ask him as I walk towards my desk and pull out a tissue from the tissue box.

"For definite, I'm not going back." He says shaking his head to get his point across. "Matter of fact, I'm moving here in the next two months." I stop whipping my tears. Is he serious?

"Are you fucking around with me, because if you are it's not funny?" I ask with irritation in my voice.

"No Ana, I'm not!" he says with a smirk on his face. "I just have to find a hotel to stay at for the meantime, since they're still repairing the house I bought." he says shrugging.

"That's nonsense! You know you can always stay with us." I state with annoyance.

"Yeah and what will Josh say about your guy friend staying with you in the house?" Oh shit, Josh! I cringe at the thought of Jose finding out about what Josh did.

"What's happened since I've been away?" he asks.

"He moved out, yesterday." I say as I look at the floor.

"WHAT?" he roars.

"Look Jose, how about we call Kate and head out early, since I don't have anything on my schedule for today?" I really don't want to have this conversation with him right now.

He eyes me suspiciously, "I know what you're doing Steele," he shrugs and then smiles, "But I am kind of hungry." I can never go wrong inviting him out to eat. Jose is Hispanic with tan skin, honey colored eyes and brown hair. He's stunning and he has such a fun and loving personality it's hard to dislike him. He's 5'9 and well-built and loves to eat. Where does he store it, I don't know. He has an amazing body and an incredible six pack.

We make our way out of my office and head to the elevator. "Rachel, please call these authors and schedule an appointment with them to see me sometime next week. And after you're done, go home and have an early day today." I say as I smile at her.

"Yes, Ms. Steele." She nods and goes back to typing something on her computer. Jose is already waiting for me by the elevator texting Kate, and I'm half tempted to ask him to go down first, because he usually presses every floor button on the elevator wall.

"Jose please, just for today, can you not…" I say as we step in and Jose has already pressed the lobby button only. I sigh and lean my head back as if giving thanks.

"Come on Steele, I'm over it!" he says with mischief in his voice. Oh he's plotting something!

"Kate said she'll meet us there," he smiles an innocent smile at me. There is nothing innocent about you Jose! I nod as I'm trying to read him.

We arrive to the front lobby and as I step out while I turn to look at Jose, I bump into someone by accident.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was…." Oh god it's him. Mr. Grey! "n't looking where I was going." I say as I gulp. Oh fuck he's even hotter than he looked at the grocery store. I bite my lip as I'm clearly eyeing him up and down. He's wearing, a white button up shirt, with gray pants and black shoes. We're dressed alike!

"Don't worry," he says looking at my lip. "I was also… distracted." He says licking his lip. I take a deep breath meaning to get air, but all I get is his scent, and damn it if he doesn't smell good. What would his body taste like? I blush from my naughty thoughts.

He smirks and leans forward to whisper in my ear, "I would love to know what you're thinking, Anastasia." I close my eyes as I feel all my hairs stand on end. I open my eyes just in time to see his eyes snap to someone behind me.

"Come on Ana," Jose says as he creeps behind me and places his hands on my hips, "let's go." He says and gives me a kiss on the temple. I'm still staring at Christian as I see his eyes turn dark while his gaze is stuck to Jose's hands on my hips while gritting his teeth. Is he okay?

"Come on, we have to go!" Jose says as he pushes me towards the lobby entrance as I hear a faint, 'fuck' coming from the direction of the elevator. I try to turn around but Jose is holding me back from my hips. As soon as we make it outside he doubles over in laughter.

"Jose, please tell me you didn't?" I'm begging him to tell me he didn't.

"Yeah, I did." he says laughing. "Sorry I couldn't help myself." He shrugs, "Now that guy who was flirting with you is stopping at every floor before he reaches his destination." Sometimes I wonder if Jose is really 27 and not six. I sigh getting in the awaiting taxi, "When will you grow up?"

It takes us thirty minutes to arrive at the restaurant Kate has been dyeing to try by taxi, but it's more convenient for me since I don't have to bother looking for a parking spot.

"Party of?" the young blonde hostess asks, as we enter through the door.

"Three," Jose informs her and I can see her knees buckle. Yes, Jose is a charmer with the ladies. I sometimes wonder why he hasn't had a serious relationship.

"Of course," she smiles and bats her lashes at him. Oh she's caught on Jose's charms.

I smile at the scene playing out in front of me and its quiet entertaining. Jose is going all out with his smooth moves and she's taking bait. I want to laugh but think better of it. I change my gaze when I see her look my way for a quick second.

"What the fuck is Jose doing?" Kate startles me. when did she arrive?

"What do you think our dear third musketeer is doing?" I look at her with a 'getting lucky' look. She laughs and I can't help but join in. We love Jose but sometimes we wonder if he has a child somewhere in the country or maybe in Paris. He just loves to give joy to the ladies. I smirk, when I see him return with the blonde's phone number on a piece of paper.

"Wow, Jose you work fast. Only been here for a few hours and you already got yourself a hook up, I'm proud of you!" Kate says with a beaming smile and I shake my head. I will never understand these two no matter how hard I try.

Ever since Jose told Kate about a quick tryst he had with the school librarian while we were attending WSU they have this need to share their sexual encounters with each other trying to top off 'The Librarian' story. Which is difficult, since Jose was an eighteen year old freshman at the time and she was in her mid-thirties.

We're seated and then given our menus and as I'm looking through mine I hear Kate talk about Ethan's party on Friday.

"So Ana are you going?" Kate asks as she puts down her menu after a quick glance. Well I guess she knows what she wants to order.

"I don't know. Remember dad is coming over so I have to see what his plans are." I shrug, while I'm still looking through the menu." Okay guys, I'm debating between The Chicken Parmesan with the salad and The Chicken Risotto with the salad?" I say looking up from my menu to see Kate and Jose.

"Chicken Parmesan" they both say in unison.

"Okay so Ray is coming over tomorrow, and you haven't told him?" he asks in shock. "You're asking for a fight to start, you know that right Ana?" he says shaking his head as he drinks a sip of his wine.

The food has arrived and we have started to speak about what happened yesterday and I told them of what I saw when I went over to Erick's home, and to say they are angry is an understatement. Jose looks as if he's ready to murder someone and Kate looks as if she's ready to cover up for Jose! Oh god this is a mess!

"I'm going to say the same thing I said last night, Thank God he left!" Kate says with a smile on her face.

"I'm with Kate on this one, he did you a favor. Now the question is what are you going to do about it?" Jose asks as he looks at me intently. I know they care about me, and are waiting for the dam to burst and for me to become a blubbering mess. But sadly, I don't feel a loss. I feel as I have something to gain, something better and stronger.

"I've spoken with a lawyer today a he'll have the divorce papers by Monday morning, so I'll see him then. Plus, you both know I'm okay. I'm not sad about the situation I'm in, I've been mommy and daddy to my kids their whole life," I shrug. "As for him leaving now, it doesn't make a difference at least not to me, and the kids don't even notice he's absent anymore." I say as I swirl my wine glass and take a sip.

"I've always admired your courage Ana. And now, maybe you can give a decent good looking guy a chance to finally give you the big 'O'." Kate smiles. I can't believe she said that! I'm mortified. I immediately cover my face with my hands and try as I might not to blush.

"Oh god Ana, I'm sorry." Jose laughs.

"I told Ana to come with me to buy a toy," Kate states as if it's the most normal conversation to have during lunch. I can't help but laugh at Jose's facial expression. He looks as if he's caught his sister having sex, which really is how we look at each other.

"Kate that is just not something I wanted to know about Ana. Ever!" he states after he takes a huge swig of wine. "Plus I don't think she needs help in that department," he says lifting his eyebrows at me after swallowing. I scowl at him as I hear Kate gasp.

"What? Oh my god Ana! Who is he?" she asks with excitement clear in her voice.

"I met him yesterday while I went grocery shopping, and today I literally ran into him in the lobby of SIP, before we arrived here." I tell her with a shrug, but I can feel the heat rise to my cheek thinking about our encounter at the grocery store. "So what if I met a guy, he won't be the last." I tell Kate as I see my watch. Shit I'm going to be late!

"Guys I have to go, I have an hour to make it back to SIP and then I'm heading to pick up the kids, I'll see you both later at the house." I say, calling over the blonde who Jose was flirting with earlier, "May I have the check please?"

"Of course," she says nodding and turning away to get our check.

"Oh, come on Ana. The conversation was just getting good!" Kate whines.

"I'll see you both at home later and we'll talk there." I say paying for the bill and standing up to say my farewells. I kiss both Kate and Jose on the cheek and walk out after I've received my credit card back.

I walk in the main lobby of SIP, after a 15 minute taxi ride. I'm waiting for the elevator as my phone pings.

Ms. Steele, you have a meeting in ten minutes with Rob, concerning an expired contract for an author. PA. R

Be there in four. A.S

I arrive to the twenty-second floor and Rachel hands me a manila folder with all the details about the Author. I stop and turn, "Rachel, didn't we already have this meeting?"

She looks down and nods her head. 'Yes, Ms. Steele you did." I close the file and shake my head. Last week we had a problem with one of our authors. He promised three books to be published in two years, we've only seen one book, and it's already been a year and a half. If he plans to write two books in six months he will not succeed in having them published on time, since we do have to look over it and proof read it, as well as make minor changes if need be. Since he hasn't turned in a second book, his contract will expire soon, and I am not willing to extend it if he hasn't met the terms within the contract.

I walk towards Rob's office door and knock.

"Come in Ana." Even if he's in his office, I can hear his smile.

"Rob, about the author's contract," I say as I walk in his office and take a seat in front of him. "He hasn't kept to it." I say as place the now open file, to a page Rob has signed with the approval of dropping the author if he didn't comply with the due dates for his books.

He leans back and smiles at me. "I know Ana," he says. "I actually have a new author I want you to take under your wing, if you will. But you can't say anything yet, he wants to remain anonymous for obvious reasons. If you do this you will be with him most of the time and it will turn into a circus if word gets out. So the plan is for him to be a friend of yours while you help him with his autobiography. I promise you'll like him," He says with a shit eating grin.

"Who?" I ask eyeing him wary.

"Aaron Manchesire."

"No. Fucken. Way!" I say in shock. I used to have a crush on him when Kate once brought over a magazine that showcased The Manchesire family. Aaron Manchesire is the fourth wealthiest Bachelor in the U.S. He's 6'3 with blue eyes, blond hair, and an amazing fit body. He owns the Seattle Mariners and he's only thirty-one. His father passed away due to cancer and has inherited the Mariners, since he is the oldest of his siblings. He's always at the games, but never has a date with him it's usually his sister or brother attending with him.

"I'll take that as a yes." He says while laughing.

"Oh god, yes!" I say with a beaming smile. I'm so excited!

"This will remain between us for now, since he's still making up his mind."

"That's fine, Rob. Thank you for this opportunity!"

"It's no problem Ana," he says with a small smile, "You may go now."

'Thank you." I stand and make my way towards my office. First my dream, second the appointment with the lawyer, Jose's surprise visit, then running into Mr. Grey and now, Mr. Manchesire's autobiography as my own pet-project? Maybe today is a good day for me.

I'm waiting inside Doris, for my children to get out of school, and I can't help but think of everything that happened today. I sigh and look as the door swings open and my children come out. I get out of Doris and make my way towards them.

"Hey kids, how was school?"

"Good mommy!" they both respond.

We make it towards Doris and the kids get in. While I'm strapping Phoebe in her seat Teddy is buckling his seatbelt. My phone rings. I ignore it and it goes to voicemail, but it rings again. Who's calling?

I close Phoebe's door and open the driver's side door to sit, while I disconnect my phone from the car charger. Why is he calling? I don't answer his call, but I do send him a text message.

Can't talk have the kids in the car, what's so important? A.S I wait two minutes and there's an immediate response.

I want the kids tomorrow. J.M What?

What for? A.S

I want to spend time with them. J.M Oh really?

I'll have to see, my dad is coming over. A.S

I wait over five minutes and shrug. He wasn't expecting that bit of information, but oh well. I start Doris when my phone starts ringing. I look at my phone and see a picture of my dad on screen. I press the hands free button on the steering wheel.

"Hi dad, you're on speaker and I'm not the only one in the car!" I say smiling and turn to see towards the back seat trough the rearview mirror, two napping children. I lower the volume so my dad's voice doesn't wake them.

"How are they by the way?"

"They're good dad, just out for a nap right now."

"Oh, they fell asleep on you're driving? I told you you're worse than how your grandmother was. Every time she would drive, it was like the best sleep I've ever had." He stops for a minute and then continues, "Smooth and boring, and long!" he bursts into laughter. I shake my head at my dad he's sixty-two years old, but has a heart of a child. Especially when it comes to boats, fishing and the Mariners, he will go insane with Statistics, details, and places to catch great fish, he will go on and on, and on.

"Very funny dad, ha-ha, so did you call for something or just to complain about how slow I drive? And plus you can't blame me for driving slowly," I say eyeing the children, "I have precious cargo."

"Yes you do," he sighs and I can hear his smile. "I'm calling to let you know I'll be leaving at eight tonight and I should arrive before midnight."

"Dad, are you sure you wouldn't rather drive on Friday morning, instead of late night today?"

"No, I would like to take my grandkids to school in the morning, as well as take a little detour to see one of my old friends from Seattle."

"Oh, okay." I say as I park Doris in the car garage at home. "Dad I need to talk to you about something."

"What is it Annie?"

"Kate's brother is having a barbeque tomorrow would you like to attend; he did say the more the merrier, so what do you say?"

"Hell yeah I'll go to the barbeque."

"Okay Dad, we'll see you later tonight."

"Annie are you sure that's all?" he asked with curiosity in his voice. He knows me to well, I can't lie to him.

"Nothing, Dad, we'll talk when you arrive home, okay?" I say as I mentally slap myself. I need to tell him.

"Okay Annie. Just know I love you and I want only the best for you. I'll see you later." And he hangs up.

I get phoebe out of her seat and open the side door to the house. I take her upstairs and lay her on her bed. And then go back downstairs to do the same with Teddy. When I come back outside to close Doris's doors, and lock up the side door, my phone pings.

You got it. R.F

Thank you! A.S

Don't make him look bad. R.F

I jump in place and throw my hands in the air. I'm so excited I don't hear someone coming inside the house.

"What the hell are you doing?" Kate asks as she and Jose have caught me doing my happy dance.

"Nothing," I say in a calm tone and I'm embarrassed to have been caught doing my happy dance. Kate and Jose brake into a fit of giggles, and howls. I shake my head and turn towards the kitchen.

"Don't run Steele, come on clue us in. Why were you doing you're happy dance?" Jose asks as they both follow me to the kitchen. "By the way, where are the kids?" he asks as he's notices it's quite.

"They're upstairs napping," I motion with my thumb towards the stairs.

"I have just been assigned to work with Aaron Manchesire." I say with a huge smile on my face.

"Shut the fuck up, are you serious?" Kate asks with disbelief in her voice. I nod and she screams, while Jose shakes his head.

"I know. I can't believe it." I say as Kate and I are acting like middle school girls.

"Ana, what if he asks you out? Oh my god, what if he asks to sleep with you?" I stop and stare at Kate, while she has a smile on her face and her eyes are now glazed over.

"Kate he's a business partner, that wouldn't be right." I shake my head and walk back to the fridge and pull the pork chops out.

"So when is Ray arriving?" Jose asks while he's perched on the kitchen island.

"Tonight," I say as I pull out all the ingredients I need to make a salad.

"Have you told him?" Kate asks as she has now awakened from her daydream.

"No, the kids were in the car and I wasn't going to have that conversation with him with them present. Which by the way, Josh sent me a text message asking if he could take the kids tomorrow," I lift my hands to stop either one from interrupting. "I told him my dad was coming over and he hasn't replied."

"That's because he's scared shitless of your dad, Ana." Jose says with mischief in his eyes. I hate when he gets that look!

"Jose no and I mean it, drop it," I tell him and point to Kate as well, "and the same goes for you! We already have Erick as the mediator, I don't need anymore." I look up from chopping the washed vegetables and see Jose look at Kate with a shit eating grin, when I mention Erick's name. What the hell, he knows but I don't!

"Okay," I point the chopping blade towards Kate's direction, "he knows but you haven't told me?" I ask in utter disbelief. She looks down as if embarrassed with what I've said. Jose begins to laugh and I'm getting furious. What the fuck is so funny?

"First Ana, Kate didn't tell me. Well, she did, but at her defense she was drunk!" Jose says as he lifts his hands in surrender. I place the chopping blade down and turn to look at Kate. She puts her hands on her face and what comes out of her mouth is not what I was expecting.

"He called me your name." My eyes grow wide as I process what I've heard. I don't know if I want to laugh, feel somewhat flattered, or offended.

"How?" I ask Kate with shock still written all over my face.

"Do you really want to know?" Oh god, that is never a good statement!

I close my eyes and answer, "Yes."

"Fine," she says and looks down, "We were having anal sex and he was groping my breasts while toying with my clit. The music down stairs was rather loud so I couldn't hear anything except for the beating of my heart, literally I felt as if it was going to explode. Anyway," she sighs and continues, "He started to pull my hair tilting my neck in the process so he could get a better angle to kiss me. Well I could hear his breathing and I was so zoned out I wasn't paying attention to what he was asking, so I was automatically screaming "Yes, yes" because it felt good. Well one second he's plowing away in my ass, the next he's taking his condom off and placing a new one in place and shoving his dick in my vagina," she stops and looks completely nervous.

"He started to say, "Yes, you've been a naughty girl. Take this dick. Take it baby!" I was screaming yes. I was lost in the feeling I wasn't paying attention to what name he was calling me. He got off of me and pulled me up so I could give him a blowjob, which I did. I was sucking his dick while he was screaming YOUR name. After he came in my mouth while screaming your name, I snapped out of, whatever it was, and I realized he wasn't having sex with me, but with you! This all happened after you left your celebration party on becoming VP." She stops an turns to look up at Jose and me.

I can't say anything; I'm shocked to the bones. My husband's brother had physical sex with my best friend, but in his mind he was having sex with me. Holy shit! Jose is the first to crack and laughs so hard he has tears pouring down from his eyes. I turn to look at Kate and she looks at him with a shocked expression.

"I didn't tell you all that did I Jose?" she asks as she hangs her head low and covers her face.

"No, you failed to give me specifics. But I'm glad you did now!" he laughs again. I'm still in shock I don't know what to say. He doesn't act any different towards me, does he? No I don't think so.

"Well at least this beats, 'The Librarian' story," is the only thing I can say. And with that Kate, Jose, and I are laughing once again.

After the five of us have eaten, Kate is washing dishes with Jose, while I've taken the kids upstairs for a bath. They both are dressed in their night clothes, and as usual, Phoebe comes running to Teddy's room for story time. I leave their rooms and make my way to the guest bedroom. Since Jose is staying with me for a while, he will be sleeping in my bedroom with Kate, so my dad can stay in the guest room. I've mentioned to Kate and Jose how I'm thinking about selling this house and buying a bigger one. Kate's the first to jump to the idea of buying it off me, and I know she will, but I told her I first have to look for a home, when I saw her pulling out her check book.

"Hey Ana, do you need help?" Jose comes in the guest bedroom and hands me the folded clean bed sheets.

"Thanks." I say as I grab the bed sheets and start to place the fitted sheet on the queen size bed. Jose laughs when he sees me struggling.

"You know instead of laughing you could be helping." I roll my eyes at him.

"I asked you didn't answer." He says as he comes around to the other side and helps extend the sheet. Between us two it takes ten minutes to change the bed sheets, pillow cases, and comforter. Dad always complains about how hot he gets in the night, so I've bought a special thin comforter especially for him.

"You know your dad is planning on visiting my dad tomorrow." Jose says as he sits on the rocking chair in the left hand corner of the room.

"I sort of figured that when he said old friends." I tell him as I sit on the floor with my back to the bed.

"They're talking about going fishing on Sunday. We should go, make it a family thing, you know? We could invite the Kavanaugh Clan and then there is us, plus you know Teddy is always badgering Ray about going fishing with him again." He says with hope in his eyes and I have to agree, I hate fishing but spending family time does sound fun.

"Okay, I'll talk to dad when he gets here tonight and then we'll announce it at the barbeque tomorrow." I tell Jose and smile when I see he has a big grin on his face.

"What are we announcing tomorrow?" Kate asks as she's now standing in the doorway.

"Jose has a great idea of going fishing with our dads and wants to make it a family outing, he has pointed out that Teddy has been wanting to go fishing with dad," I shrug and look at Kate and Jose, "It would be great for Teddy to bond with dad for a day or so. What do you think, you in Kavanaugh?" I ask and Jose and I laugh when we see Kate roll her eyes when I mention her last name as a nickname.

"Yeah I'm in." Jose and I look at each other with a surprised expression. Kate's not an 'outdoors' type of person.

She shrugs, "What it would be nice to have the family gathered around for a day. I mean we are the three musketeers after all." She smirks and we all laugh.

"So is this where the party is located?" Kate jumps when my dad's voice is heard behind her. "Sorry Kate." He laughs. "I made it earlier than I thought I would," he says coming inside once Kate has moved out of the way. I get up and hug my dad, "Dad why didn't you call?" I ask once he kisses my head and lets me go to do the same to Kate. "Pops there's a plate for you in the warmer. Would you like a soda or a beer to go with your plate?" Kate asks since she's half way out the door. "Depends who cooked?" he jokes and laughs when he sees Kate shake her head. Kate once cooked for us after she was bragging about how her mom was teaching her how to cook a steak with sautéed unions. We ended up with a bad case of upset stomach, even Pepto Bismol, couldn't help. Ever since then she won't go near the stove not even to bake a cake.

"I did Dad. There's pork chops with steamed vegetables and a side salad." I smile at him and we make our way towards the kid's room where we see Phoebe sleeping with Teddy on his bed. I walk inside and pick up my daughter and carry her across the hall to her room and place her on her bed. She stirs for a moment and then goes back to sleep. "Good night sweetheart." I bend down and kiss her forehead and cover her with her blanket. Exiting her room I leave her door ajar, and I turn back around to do the same with Teddy. "Good night baby boy." I kiss his forehead and tuck him in, before I place his Leapfrog on his nightstand and turn on his alarm. I exit his room and leave his bedroom door ajar as well.

Dad and Jose have been rooted to the floor and have been watching my nightly routine, I smile and shrug. Dad throws his arm around my shoulders and says with so much pride I tear up, "You are a wonderful mother Anastasia. Never doubt that!" he says as he gives me a kiss on my head and walks towards the kitchen.

I turn to look at Jose who opens his arms to me and I go willingly. "How does my dad know what to say and when to say it?"

"Because he's exactly that Ana, your dad." he says wiping the fallen tears from my eyes. "You have to tell him Ana." Jose's right I do have to tell him. But that doesn't mean I'm not scared. I nod in agreement and we make our way to the kitchen where my dad is setting on the kitchen island eating his plate of food while Kate goes on about god knows what.

"Dad I have to tell you something," I say as Jose and I come to view. I wipe my face from the streaming tears and my dad has now stopped eating and has turned to look directly at me. I know from his demeanor he has an inkling, but he wants to hear it from the horse's mouth.

Taking a deep breath I tell him, "Josh moved out Wednesday morning, and wants a divorce. I've already seen a lawyer and he wants me to be prepared if Josh may decide to fight." I smile a sad smile and the next thing I know I'm in my father's arms. "You are nothing like her, honey. Don't think for one second you're like her, because you're not." Dad says lifting my chin and looking directly in my eyes, "Never think you're like her Anastasia. You're way better. Look at what you have achieved, look at what you have earned," he says willing me to understand I'm not like my mother. In the background I can hear Kate crying and if I know Jose, he has his arms wrapped around her.

"Dad how do you always know what to say?" I wipe my tears with the back of my hand.

"I'm your father sweet heart that's my job. I'm supposed to know when you're feeling pain or in this case doubt." He says with a small smile of his own. "I love you Annie, and you're doing one mighty fine job of raising your kids by yourself," he shrugs. "I'm proud of you, and you should be proud of yourself." He kisses me once more and he turns around to open the cooler where I store all the alcoholic beverages. He comes back and hands Kate, Jose, and I a beer, "To good friends and family," we clink beer bottles and shout in unison "Cheers." After dad has taken a sip of his beer bottle, he turns his attention to Jose. "How's your dad?" And with that we are on smooth territory, once again. Hopefully.

We all retire to bed around three in the morning. Kate and Jose are my bedmates for tonight. As usual Jose is the one in the middle, since Kate has heat flashes and removes the blanket off of her in the middle of the night, and I have to sleep on the side of the bed in case one of the children wakes up. Dad has volunteered to take the kids to school and he will be waking them up in the morning.

Kate has changed into her booty shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt, with no bra. She has no shame! Jose is a red blooded male and straight as a ruler, so of course he's going to eye her C cup breasts. I giggle to myself when I see Jose smirk when Kate literally jumps in bed. Jose has changed into his basketball shorts and is wearing no shirt. Kate and I will never stop staring at this man who now stands in front of us, who used to be a thin, short for his age, sixteen year old. Kate and I can't tear our gaze from his now perfectly sculpted abs and nicely formed back. He climbs into bed starting from the foot to the headboard and lies between us.

"Come on Ana; show us what you're working with." Kate asks and carefully nudges Jose with her elbow. I look at her and I shake my head once again while I walk in my walk in closet, where I change into my sleep pants and a loose fitted t-shirt. I walk out and Kate giggles when she sees me.

I'm not embarrassed of my body, actually I'm very proud of my progress, since Teddy and Phoebe where both born naturally and breast feed until they were nine months old. I lift my shirt up resting bellow my breasts and rub my stomach tentative, as I'm seeing my reflection through the mirror.

"What are you thinking about Ana?" Jose breaks me out of memory lane, I shrug but answer none the less, "My pregnancies."

After I've washed my face and brushed my teeth I climb into bed and Jose automatically grabs his small spare pillow. I laugh out loud and try to cover my mouth.

"What's so funny Steele?" Kate asks as she has on an eye mask. I turn to look at Jose who wears a nervous smile and shrugs, but I can't answer her.

This isn't the only time we've shared a bed together. The first time we slept together, was when Kate had one of her breakdown moments and Jose and I couldn't bear to leave her alone. So we huddled together just like now. But during that overnight stay, Kate managed to accidentally knee Jose on his groin and since then he uses a small pillow as a shield.

"Nothing Kate go to bed." I smile and turn around and Jose reaches over to kiss my temple, with gratitude. We've never told that story to Kate because it literally brought him to tears. But who can blame him?

Jose throws his arm over my stomach so we're spooning. Kate is the weirdest person to sleep with, she kicks and to some extent slaps, she most definitely is a wild sleeper. Jose and I have noticed if we huddle together she would have more room to sleep.

"Good Night Guys." I say as I stretch and turn off the bedside lamp.

"Good Night." They both say in unison, and I drift off to sleep thinking about a copper hair gray eyed man, who's fucking me into oblivion.