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Fifty Degrees of Love – Chapter Three

"I love these types of days," Elena groaned in absolute relaxed pleasure. She looked to Ana, Kate and Mia and they all released the same pleasurable moan in unison. Elena laughed and reached forward for the glass of wine, "I mean why else do we do these girly days?"

"Because I need to look good for my man to come back," Ana joked and everyone accepted the fate of Christian's homecoming with a bunch of girly giggling. They all knew it was going to be explosive. Every moment was for he and Ana and that was how they expected it to be nowadays.

Ana took a moment to muse over the changes that had happened with her life with Christian. It was just them as a dynamic duo that had morphed, but them personally.

It had been almost a year since Ana had a bad dream about anything that had happened before her and Christian's reunion that day in the middle of the street. There was no drama, no problems, no evil to threaten them and Ana realised that a perfect life was being lived between them.

They had gradually brought in a kinkier side of sex but, only on both their say so. Christian didn't tie Ana up unless she was fully satisfied with that and they never used handcuffs, but experimented with ties that Ana could get out of if she panicked. It was rare she did slip free, but when she did the passion just continued.

The moments of sex between them was passionate and personal and never forgot about the others likes and dislikes and Ana knew Christian was always conscience of what Stephen had done to her and never wanted her to be thrown back into the part of her life.

"I always wondered one thing," Kate broke Ana from her thoughts before they went any further.

Ana looked over at Kate and smiled, "What's that?"

"Why aren't you and Christian settled down with a spawn yet, Steele?" Kate asked and drained the rest of her wine. "I mean, the way you two are always getting caught is extreme. One of his sperms has to make it to baby central."

Ana laughed nervously at that comment and tried to be okay with the sentiment. "Sore spot," Ana mumbled and ran a hand over her forehead and felt three sets of eyes on her. Looking up at them she recognised that look – they were all blaming Christian for not wanting a child. "We thought I was but, I wasn't. Christian wasn't prepared for us to be pregnant but, he had a moment and I've not seen him that happy since we got married. We were both, admittedly, devastated by the news when I got my period and tests proved negative but, we have such hectic lives we were glad that a baby wasn't going to be born into that." She gave a shrug and smiled, "We have the rest of our married lives to make a family and we will. One day."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Elena burst in, breaking the silence that settled among the three women as Ana spoke the truth. "We would have been there for you, Ana."

"I know but, Christian and I got swamped and there was never a moment to tell you," Ana admitted softly, "So we never mentioned it to anyone. If I have to admit, it still hurts to think about. He got so excited at the idea," Ana smiled off wistfully at the memories. "It'll happen."

"Of course it will," Mia optimised and gave Ana one of her bright, bubbly smirks. "Your children are going to be the most gorgeous children ever!"

Ana just laughed at that comment, "Well I'll hold you to that." Ana then started to get up and looked at everyone, "Wine?"

Elena went to stop her, "You got it the last three times, let one of us."

"I'm actually going to check if my husband's dropped me a call or something," she grinned, "Like I have the last three times."

The other three laughed and even though Ana disappeared, Mia followed her into the kitchen, "I'll help. I think I fancy some other type of alcohol."

Reaching into the fridge, Ana did laugh, "Some other type? If you wanna hit the vodka then you can but, I'm not mixing." She looked as Mia's face told more of a story than her words did, "Mia, what's wrong?"

"I think me and Ethan are fizzling out," Mia admitted sadly and tried to sniffle away the oncoming tears. "He doesn't care about me anymore and he even started at his apartment more. I thought after two years together we would be like you and Christian."

"Oh Mia," Ana murmured sadly, "No one is going to be like Christian and I and believe me, Ethan is never going to be like Christian. Ethan is a freer spirit and I bet he has a good reason for being like he is."

"But what could it be?" Mia asked feeling lost and confused. "I love him, Ana. I can imagine my life with him. He makes feel like you look."

Squeezing Mia's hand tightly, Ana gave a reassuring smile. "You need to stop worrying that precious little head of yours Mia before you make wrinkles," She saw Mia give the bare beginnings of a week smile. "Now let me grab you the vodka," Ana sugar coated her comment, "You can have a shot but that's it. You'll take a glass of wine and down that. I won't have you stinking drunk."

"You're the best sister ever," Mia commented at Ana as she went to grab the vodka from the freezer.

As she got the bottle and turned, Ana gasped and placed her hand on the back of her body, rubbing the lower part of her back. She had been getting bad pains all week long and she was so pleased that Christian was away. It meant he couldn't burst a vein over his. This was why she got her own drinks, she didn't want to drink wine in case her body disagreed more than it had. She placed her hand and the bottle down onto the counter and breathed through the pain. She knew it would disperse in a moment.

"Ana, what's wrong?" Mia asked as she stopped trying to take the cork out of the bottle. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Ana grinned as the pain disappeared completely, "Your mom checked me over and said I had a UTI." She waved the concern away as she calmed down, "She's bringing round antibiotics later for me." She shrugged at her sister-in-law, "There is a definite perk to having a doctor as a mother-in-law."

"How the hell do you get that?" Mia asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.

Having sex in a restaurant bathroom probably!

Shrugging, Ana gave Mia a deadpan gaze, "They just happen apparently and your mom's told me to drink more water and take all my antibiotics and I'll be fine by this time next week." Ana grinned at her sister, "That means I'm going to be fine but, my husband is going to have to go without a decent welcome home until I have this gone entirely."

"Break my brother's heart why don't you?" Mia quipped jokingly and watched Ana try and offer a smile. "So he's not going to have a welcome home and there's a ban on sex. Perils of brother Grey."

Ana just grinned like a Cheshire cat, "I intend to have an amazing welcome home with my husband. Sex or no sex."

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"Sneaking in a midnight snack?" Christian called out to his wife as she reached up to the top shelf where they kept all of their sugary snacks for the middle of the night. He had been watching as the shorts she had on rose up a little too high and his shirt lifted up with her stretching.

Ana turned around to her husband, biscuit between her lips, her eyes lighting up as they indulged upon the sight of Christian. She knew he was coming home but, she didn't know it was this early. She wasn't even meant to be up right now but she woke up hungry and she had to get something to eat.

Voila, the midnight snack cupboard! Originally invented to keep her and husband from indulging but never stopped them really.

Dropping the biscuit, Ana ran to her husband and wrapped her arms around her husband and kissed him a welcome home. Christian picked her up and sat on the work top and continued the kiss, deepening it, strengthening it, giving her all the hellos and goodbyes they missed out on in the past couple of days.

Pulling back, Ana smiled brightly, "I've missed you, my handsome husband," Ana purred at her man, their foreheads pressed together as they stared at one another, divulging the sight of the other. "Five days is quite a long time to be alone."

"Mmm, I do agree," Christian admitted and just hugged her close, nuzzling into her hair and taking in her scent. He didn't need to familiarise himself with her but, he couldn't help but need to feel her around him. As he began to allow his hands to roam, her felt Ana hesitate a little on him, "Where's my welcome back?" Christian grinned at her, waiting for her to literally begin ravishing him.

"Your sister's in the guest room. She got drunk and all emotional," Ana stalled him a moment, not ready to divulge that she had a lovely urinary infection and admittedly didn't want to be struck with the flank pain she had been getting midst sex. "I think she needs a big brother, Christian."

"I can do that," Christian agreed and began to drop his head to hers. "Do you know how much I've missed you, Mrs. Grey?" He asked as his forehead finally touched hers and he felt flinch as he pulled back on her, "Baby, you have a fever," Christian began to panic over his wife. "You've gotta have the flu or something"

"No," Ana pushed him off, "No I have a UTI, Christian, that is kicking my ass right now. Not the flu or something normal, but a disgusting urinary tract infection that is making me feel like crap."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Christian asked as he framed her face with his hands. "All the times we were on the phone, on Skype, hell texting and emailing and you didn't think to tell me?"

Ana shook her head, "No, because your mother had it under control but it seems stronger antibiotics might be on my horizon. That's all." She gave him a smile to try and cover the anger that could be released at her, "I started a new round last night and they end in six days so I should right as rain then."

"Well that sucks," Christian replied to her and gave off a small pout. "I hate you being ill however normal or disgusting."

Nodding, Ana could only agree, "It does mean no sex right now," Ana told him and sighed, "I mean I can, I haven't been advised against it, but I get this pain and I don't want it to happen midway through welcoming you home. I can't think of anything worse when all I wanna do is make love to you."

"Shh, shh, you're fine, Ana. I understand and I respect that. Just don't expect me to take it lightly when we can have some fun," Christian teased her and then lifted her into his arms. "Lets go to bed, Baby. My sister can have her big brother chat tomorrow when I've wrapped everything up but, for now, I need you and our bed."

"Oh now that I can do," Ana giggled and allowed him to carry her off to the bed. She even allowed him to put her into bed, tuck her in ready for him to undress as he ran around the bed to his side. He quickly threw off his clothes and pulled on his chequered pyjama pants and slip in next to her.

He pulled her into his arms and Ana could sense how tired he was after his flight home and she didn't blame him for being so tired. It didn't take long for Christian to fall asleep and Ana to just stare at him contently. It seemed the roles had changed and she spent many sleepless nights just watching him. When she did start to drift she turned over to get comfortable but, it just didn't seem to work well for her.

Blanching with pain, Christian was immediate with his response and pressed his hand in a massaging manner to Ana's back and worked the pain away. She relaxed and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Grey, for coming back as a perfect masseuse."

Her husband was asleep, but for her, he seemed to be always in sync and able to help her when she was prepared to suffer alone.

"I'm also good at medicating so when this pain dies a little I'm going to go and grab something to help the pain," Christian murmured from behind her.

"No need," Ana said as she turned back onto her back and looked at him, "The pain goes just like that. Your mom said when the infection goes then so will the pain." She could see he wasn't buying it and she laughed a little, "Would I lie to you?"

"No," He mumbled to her.

"Well then believe me. I won't lie and say it doesn't hurt because it does but, really I started these antibiotics yesterday let's give them chance to work," Ana tried to calm him down. "Give them the six days like advised."

"Then we're having hot, kinky sex," Christian made that a statement, not a question of whether it would happen or not.

Ana giggled at that, "Then we are having hot kinky sex."

"Good, right now I have what I love most," Christian told her and began to settle ready to sleep.

"What's that?" Ana had to ask as she snuggled in tightly against him, her head rising up so her eyes could look into his. She loved knowing every thought on her because usually it was identical to what she was thinking and feeling about him.

"I have you back where you belong," Christian mumbled against her lips, "Right in my arms."

Ana would die a happy woman right now with those as her last words.