A/N: The Green Eyed Monster.

Thanks again for the reviews. It's been fun writing these little short stories and I hope you've had fun reading them. Trying to keep it happy. I do not own the characters. This is only for fun. Characters belong to E.L. James.

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Ana POV:

My cell phone buzzes. When I answer it, a familiar voice is on the other end.

"Hey Stranger!" he says.

"Jose! Long time, no speak. How have you been? How's New York treating you?"

"It's amazing, as always. The city that never sleeps. My gallery opening here went well. How are you? How are the kids? "

"I'm good. The kids are great. Phoebe is doing her thing…friends, shopping, high school…teenage girl drama, you know. Teddy's a sophomore now at Harvard... Hopefully he'll see Harvard through, unlike his father"

"Oh…umm yeah, how is Christian?" He grunts out. Honestly, can't these two ever like each other?

"Christian is Christian. He's good. We're good." I tell him, as I roll my eyes. "So, what's up Jose? "

"Im shooting a photo spread for National Geographic in Alaska and have a layover at SEA-TAC for about five hours tomorrow and was wondering if we could meet up"

"Oh, I'd love that! What time would be best for you? "

"I land around 11:00 am and fly out again at 4:00. How about 12:00?"

"I have a morning meeting with a new author; but we should be done by 11:00 after that my schedule is open. 12:00 it is!"

"Sounds great, Ana. I'll meet you at your office. Looking forward to catching up."

I haven't seen Jose in so long. It'll be so nice to see him.

Ugh, I better tell Christian that I'm meeting Jose. I really don't want to tell him who I'm meeting , but if he finds out and I didn't tell him, I'll have to deal with his sulking for a week.. Honestly, I don't understand his jealousy when it comes to Jose. It's been years and years. I've never had any interest in him other than friendship. I never even dated the guy. But Christian has this completely unreasonable grudge against him. He's civil to him, but never warmed up to him the way I had hoped.

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After another one of Gail's delicious dinners, we're sitting on the couch. I have my feet on Christians lap and he's gently massaging them. Heavenly! From our conversations at dinner, I know he's had a good day, so I figured I'd get it over with and tell him I'm meeting Jose.

"Did I mention I heard from Jose today?"

He raises an eyebrow and momentarily stops massaging my feet. Oh Boy.

"Did you now? No, I don't believe you mentioned that tidbit of information"

"Oh, well, he has a layover at SEA-TAC tomorrow and asked to meet me for lunch. "

"Too bad you're so busy at work" He smirks.

"Actually, I only have a morning meeting with a new author and after that my schedule is free so I'm able to meet him. Ahhhh, why don't you join us?"

"I have people from Hong Kong coming in tomorrow. I can't get away" I can sense he's a little on edge. "Is Katherine joining you?"

"No, she's on assignment. She'll be out of town"

"You don't think he'll try anything on you?"

"Seriously, Christian? Did you just ask me that? Seriously? Please tell me you're kidding."

"He has never married. He's always held a torch for you. The boy still wants in your panties, Anastasia"

Sigh.

"First of all, the BOY is a forty year old man. And he's not holding a torch for me. He's my friend. Second, he never married because he travels so much, he's never had time to find the right girl and lastly, we've been married for twenty years. I'm pretty sure Jose has figured out that this just might work out!"

Grrr…I want to roll my eyes…I want to roll my eyes sooooo bad…but I don't need to get Christian anymore twisted than he already is.

"If you say so, Anastasia"

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I'm in our bathroom, just finishing brushing my teeth when I feel his strong arms wrap around my waist. I tilt my head to one side so my neck is easily accessible and Christian is giving me the lightest kisses up and down my neck. I close my eyes and enjoy the soft kisses, then turn around to face him. His eyes are hooded and so, so seductive. I slowly raise my arms up his chest, then up to his hair. I pull his face close to mine and we kiss… a deep passionate kiss. My knees nearly buckle. This man takes my breath away.

Over the years, I've come to really enjoy, what I've secretly termed "You. Are. Mine. Sex" with Christian. When my ridiculously jealous husband believes someone has a romantic interest in me, or looks at me a little too long…that night we always have the most amazing sex. It's like he's trying to remind me…or maybe he's trying to remind himself… that I belong to him.

For such an outwardly strong man, he still struggles with his insecurities.

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Its 12:00 and Jose is right on time, waiting in our seating area.

We give each other the biggest hug. So good to see my old friend.

"Jose! I'm so happy we got to meet up. You look great"

"So do you Ana. You haven't aged a day!"

"Oh Jose…you're too kind. Let's go have lunch. There's a great place right across the street."

We're seated at our table and the conversation flows.

"So Jose, anyone in your life?"

"Actually yes. I've been seeing someone in New York for a few months now."

"Oh that's wonderful. Is this something serious?"

"Yes, she's really someone special. Really sweet girl"

"I'd like to meet her sometime."

"Yeah, I'd like that Ana. You'd like her. She's a lot like you actually. A real nice girl'

Jose continues to tell me about his girl, his dad and travels. He's been traveling a lot, photographing places all over the world. I'm so pleased he was able to live out his dream. I tell him about the publishing world, crazy authors, my kids, my parents, Christian.

Funny thing about old friends, you don't see each other for ages, but when you do, it's like no time has passed at all and you're right back in your old groove.

Jose insists on paying the bill. We hug again and go our separate ways. So good to see him.

On my walk back to the office, I noticed I spilled some salad dressing on my silk top. Crap. I know, I'll go to Escala and get a clean shirt. My schedule is open today. I have time to do this. I call Hannah to tell her that I'm making a pit stop to Escala before coming back to the office.

So I jump in the car and head over to Escala.

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I go into the penthouse and grab myself a clean shirt. Lucky we kept this place in the city. We held on to it for date nights when we were too hot and bothered after a night out in Seattle to make it back to the big house. And of course, for the playroom.

I'm almost out the front door of the building when I see a very familiar SUV hidden away, but close enough for me to read the license plates. I can't believe what I see. Christian?

How the hell could he possibly know I'm here? Hannah!

I called Hannah back at the office. "Hannah, has Mr. Grey called?"

"Yes Ana. He called to speak with you about a half hour ago. I told him that you went to Escala after your lunch appointment and I'd have you contact him when you returned."

"I see. Thank you Hannah. I may be a little while"

That insane husband of mine! He left GEH and followed me here. He thinks I'm with Jose. Deep down, I know, he knows there's nothing going on. This is just Christian being Christian. Sometimes, his jealously knows no bounds. But deep down, he trusts me. He just can't let go of his insane visions.

Time to have some fun with this. He deserves it. He hasn't seen me so I turn around and go right back up to the penthouse.

I know he is going to show up in the penthouse at some point. There's no way he's going to wait this out. Christian Grey does not do waiting. I know his mind is going a mile a minute, imaging all sorts of ways Jose is seducing me. I laugh to myself. That's so ridiculous.

I put my plan into action. He thinks Jose is here to seduce me, I'll show him.

I throw one of my shoes on the floor, then slowly make a pathway of my clothes leading to the playroom. Another shoe…my top…my pencil skirt…my lace bra. He's going to expire when he sees this. Serves him right. Then I take my place.

After about fifteen minutes I hear foot steps in the penthouse. I know it's Showtime. Lord only knows what he's expecting to find. I'm sure his mind is racing once he saw the pathway of my clothes.

The playroom door abruptly opens and I hear his angry yell "Anastasia!"

He turns and sees me. I'm in position, eyes down, kneeling with only my lace panties on and my hands on my thighs. His playroom jeans folded neatly in front of me.

He lets out a gasp. He knows he's been caught being a jealous idiot. He smiles his secret smile.

"I await your instructions, Sir"