A/N: Thank you! I love the reviews! Love, love, love them! The Grey's sure like to play!
I received a PM requesting "The Tryst" in Ana's POV. Thought it would be fun...so here it is.
I don't own the characters. They belong to E.L. James. This is just for fun
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The Tryst - Rewind Ana POV
Wednesday:
Ding-a-ling-a-ling. Ding-a-ling-a-ling. I roll my eyes up to the ceiling.
"Coming Phoebe"
Phoebe has a cold. And much like her mercurial father, when she's sick everyone must suffer along with her. She found a bell somewhere in the house and has been ringing it for me or Gail to be at her beck and call since Monday. I want to kill whoever bought that damn bell. It's wearing thin on my patience.
She's laying on the couch with an afghan spread across her legs, the back of her hand dramatically laying across her forehead. Oh, give me a break.
"Mommy...can you bring me some tea. I would get it myself but I'm much too weak to move" She asks in her 'sick' voice as she flutters her eyelashes. I know that voice, it's the voice you use when you fake you're sick when calling into work. My daughter, such the drama queen.
I laugh to myself. I'm only 'Mommy' when Phoebe wants something from me.
"Of course Pheebs" A cold. The girl has a cold. I shake my head.
I walk into the kitchen and grab a mug. Gail is leaning on the kitchen island holding a steamy mug of her own tea, smiling at me.
"How's our patient?" She asks.
"She's driving me insane. I don't know how you dealt with her all day and are still smiling"
"Brandy in my tea" She grins.
We both laugh.
"Have you talked to Jason today?"
"Yes, a little while ago. Sounds like they're not too happy in New York"
"No, doesn't sound like things are going the way they planned. Christian is miserable."
Ding-a-ling-a-ling. Ding-a-ling-a-ling.
I roll my eyes. This is really getting old.
"Sorry Gail, the Queen has summoned me."
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Thursday:
I come home after a particularly trying day at work. I'm part editor and part therapist for some of the more fragile writers. They're talented but they exhaust me.
And now I'm going to be a servant to Her Majesty of Misery. At least Kate and Ava are coming by for a little girl time.
Christian will be home tomorrow. I'm so thrilled. I really miss him when he's not here...even when he's grumpy, it just doesn't feel like home until he's with me. I know I'm such a mush...but I can't help myself. He makes my heart skip a beat and I still get butterflies in my stomach when I see him. Our kids are right, we are sappy.
Kate and Ava arrive. Yay, girls night! Ava and Phoebe disappear into her room. Her long suffering cold has magically vanished with the appearance of her cousin. If I only knew bringing Ava around would release me from being Phoebe's personal slave, I would have invited her sooner.
I convinced Gail to have a glass of wine with us in the kitchen. While we're talking, my cell rings. It's Christian. I excuse myself to our bedroom for a little privacy.
"Sorry baby, I'm stuck in New York until at least Monday or Tuesday"
My heart sinks.
"Something wrong?"
He tells me that the deal they've been working has spiraled out of control. I don't have to see him to know he's running his fingers through his hair, furiously. I can feel his tension through the phone.
"Is this an important deal?"
"Yes. very."
"Ok...Do what you have to do. We'll still be here when you get back."
He grumbles something unintelligible. Oh boy, he's tense. Christian doesn't do tense well. And he's hasn't exactly had any way to...work out his frustrations...with us being three thousand miles apart.
"Christian, you sound so tense, are you ok?"
"I'm fine" No, you're not.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No" he snaps. I hold my breath and let it go. Breathe Ana...he's having a bad day. Just let it go.
"Look, it's late there. Maybe some rest will clear out your head."
"Maybe" He sounds like a pouting teenager.
"I love you Christian"
"I know, I love you too"
Ugh.
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I walk back into the kitchen, with my 'everything is fine" smile.
"What's wrong Steele?" I can't fool Kate, she can read me like a book.
"Oh, they're going to be stuck in New York until Monday or Tuesday." I put my hand on Gail's shoulder. "I'm sorry Gail. I know you were looking forward to seeing Jason"
"All part of the job Ana. It's ok" I just love Gail.
Kate's mouth slowly starts curling up. Uh-oh...I know that look. She has an idea.
"Why don't you both fly out and surprise them?"
Gail and I look at each other and grin. We both miss our men so much.
"I don't know, Phoebe's been sick, I should probably stay close"
As the words are coming out of my mouth, we hear Phoebe and Ava singing at the top of their lungs on the karaoke machine in Phoebe's room.
Kate rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, Ana...she sounds deathly ill." she says sarcastically, "Go...see Christian, have fun. I'll take Phoebe for the weekend; Ava will be thrilled"
I look at Gail. She looks as excited as me.
"What do you think Gail? You game?"
She grins. I know she's on board. She misses her husband too.
"Let's do it!"
"Ok. I want you to have Jason all to yourself, so we'll bring along someone from security, so you can both have the weekend alone. If Luke isn't available all weekend, we'll get Roger...or someone else from the team"
I take out my laptop and check for flights. I wouldn't feel comfortable taking the company jet, although I know Christian wouldn't care.
"There's a six thirty am flight out of SEA-TAC. We'll land at Newark at three in the afternoon. And there are three first class seats available. It's meant to be"
Gail and I look at each other and clap like teenaged girls in love. We complete our last minute arrangements; hotels, cars, everything is in order. Luke will be accompanying us. Phoebe packed up and left with Kate. Ava is her miracle cure, apparently.
I'm so thrilled I'm going to see Christian...I miss him so much...and a wife has needs, after all. I hope my surprise will lighten his mood.
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Friday:
Six thirty a.m. flights are way to early. I drag myself out of bed at four am and get ready to start our day
Note to self: No more early morning flights.
Gail and Luke are already outside the Big House looking as exhausted as I feel. We all nod at each other, that about all the energy we have for early morning.
Roger drives us to SEA-TAC. Luckily at this time in the morning, traffic is most definitely not an issue.
We're waiting for the plane to start boarding. It's six am, which means it's nine am in New York; I better send Christian a text, so he doesn't send out the National Guard looking for me later.
Good Morning Mr. Grey. Hope your day goes well.
My cell phone buzzes immediately. I look at his text back.
Who is this and what are you doing with my wife's phone? She would never be awake this early
So, he thinks he's funny. Admittedly correct, but I can feel the sarcasm through the text.
Early Breakfast meeting. Even us West Coasters have to earn a living. Have to jump in the shower now. Call you tonight?
I wish I was in that shower with you. Miss you. Laters, Baby
Miss you too. XXOO
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We land on time and breeze through the airport. The three of us get into the car rental and head to Midtown Manhattan. Luck must be on our side, as the Lincoln tunnel has no traffic. I'm so thrilled to see my man. I miss him so much and we always have fun in New York.
We arrive at the hotel and Gail and Luke drop off their luggage. Then head back into the car and drop off my luggage at our apartment. It's still a bit early for the end of the work day...I'm sure Christian and Taylor aren't finished with their meetings, so we decide to do some window shopping. I love walking around the city; it has an energy like nowhere else.
We're walking close to our apartment, when we bump into a familiar face.
"Oh my gosh, Ros?" Millions of people walking around the city and I bump into Ros. Luck is most definitely on our side.
"Hey Ana. What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to surprise Christian"
"He'll be thrilled. He could use the distraction. It's been a hell of a week"
"I've heard. How's his mood?"
"Tense" Knowing Christian, that's the understatement of the century.
"Is he back at the apartment already?"
"Actually, no. I just left him. He's at the bar two doors down. He was going to finish his drink then go back to the apartment to work"
"Great!"
"Well, I have to run. Meeting some old friends for dinner. You husband didn't want to join us."
"Consider yourself lucky, I'm sure he wouldn't be much company if he's in a mood" We laugh.
Ros leaves and we head over to the bar.
Standing in front of the bar is Taylor. His eyes light up when he spots Gail. Gail has a huge grin on her face.
"When did you get here?" He looks thrilled and stunned. Taylor stunned...there's a first.
"A little while ago. Ana and I came to claim our men for the weekend" She smiles.
"That's right Jason. Luke is here. You are officially off duty. Take out your wife and show her a good time. She's been a slave to a cranky seventeen year old all week...she needs some down time."
"Yes, Ma'am" He smiles and salutes.
He pulls Luke over and they talk...work talk I'm sure...then Taylor and Gail stroll hand in hand down the street.
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I walk into the bar and it takes me a second to spot Christian. He's at a small table for two, staring down into his glass of wine, looking miserable and utterly beautiful.
My poor Fifty. I know just what will lift his spirits. I unbutton the top button of my blouse, time to show Mr. Grey what he's been missing. I walk over to him.
"Is this seat taken?"
He looks up and blinks in surprise.
"Be my guest" He extends his hand over to the empty chair in front of him.
I catch him checking out my cleavage. I smile.
"I don't come to New York very often. Are you from the area?"
"No, just visiting" I can still hear the grump in his voice.
"Oh like me". I smile
"Would you like a drink?" He asks...still with his impassive look.
"Sure whatever you're drinking looks good"
He raises his hand to get the server's attention, points at his glass and holds up two fingers. We get our drinks quickly.
Time to raise the bar and get my husband out of his mood. I lick my lips before taking a sip. Always draw attention to the mouth. It'll make him think of sex and that should lift his spirits, as well as other things.
"Mmmmm...delicious. You certainly know your wine"
"I know what I like" What is that I see? His lips are curling up...a smile. Yes!
"Oh? What else do you like?"
"Right now, I'm liking my company." I raise and eyebrow and smile. I'm liking mine too Mr. Grey. Very much.
"What's your name?"
"No names" Oh, he's good. Maybe too good.
"Alright, no names. So are you in New York for business or pleasure"
"Originally business, but that could change"
I feel my muscles tighten and I blush. So much promise in so few words.
"And what brings you to New York?" He asks.
"I needed an escape" From your domineering daughter and crazy authors.
"And you decided to escape to the city that never sleeps?" He looks amused.
"New York seduced me a long time ago. I love it here" Because you're here with me.
"Seduced you, eh?" He smirks.
"Yes, it's a very seductive place" And the person sitting is front of me is a very seductive man.I smile.
He hasn't made a move on me yet. Gah! He's frustrating. Time to draw attention back to my mouth. I slip my finger in my mouth then slowly run it around the rim of my wine glass.
I take a sip of wine. Crap, I spill some on myself. Ana of Clumsyville is back and reporting for duty.
He hands me his handkerchief and I take my time blotting the wine. Gently touching my cleavage. I know he's watching and I know he's getting excited by the way he's adjusting the way he's sitting. I'm guessing his pants are getting mighty tight in the groin area. Ha!
"Thank you would you like it back?" I hold the handkerchief out to him.
He holds up his hands and tells me to keep it. My eye goes to his wedding band. I love that wedding band. I love this man.
"I see you're wearing a wedding band"
"Does that bother you?" He asks as he cocks his head.
"Not at all. You know what they say...what happens in New York..." I wink and show him my wedding band.
He raises his wine glass to me. Then calls attention to the server for two more drinks.
"To seductive New York" He toasts. We raise our glasses and clink them.
Ok...time to step up my game. I take my right foot and loop it around his calf, gliding it up and down. I haven't touched this man in five days and I'm going to implode soon.
"Oh, sorry. Was that you? I thought it was the table" I innocently smile.
"Not a problem" He readjusts himself in his seat again. Yeah, he's definitely hard.
Time to bring some attention to my breasts. I start playing with my necklace, riding my hand up and down the chain and resting it on the opening of my blouse. His eyes fixated on my breasts.
"You look quite fit. Do you work out?" I ask
"Yes"
"What kind of workouts do you do?"
"I enjoy all different kinds of physical activities" No kidding. Mostly the horizontal kind.
"I bet you have a pretty hard body hiding under that suit"In fact, I know you do and I want to kiss every inch of it
"I have a pretty hard something hiding under this suit" He grins. That's my dirty, dirty boy. I want to jump him.
"Maybe you could flex one of those hard muscles for me?" I coyly suggest.
"Is there one in particular you like to see me flex?" Fuck, he's sexy.
"Perhaps..." I smile.
Time for some physical contact. I need to touch him. I reach my hand across the table and rest it on his, my fingers making small circles on the back of his hand.
"You want to get out of here? I eye the door.
"Yes"
"So Mr. X, is your place close by?" I ask seductively.
"Right next door. Interested in a...nightcap?"
"Very"
He throws some cash on the table and we rush out. Luke is standing in front; I give him a knowing look. He knows once we're in the building, he's off duty for the night and we're on our own.
We step into the elevator. Christian is on one side, leaning against the wall, fixated on me. I'm leaning on the wall across from him. That familiar crackle is in the air between us. I run my index finger lightly across my bottom lip. He swallows as he's watching me. I can see he's got a million things going on in his head right now, and they all have to do with sex. I want to tear his clothes off now.
The elevator doors open and he leads me to the apartment
"You should know, I'm only interested in a hard fuck. Are you sure you want to come in?" Hell yeah, I'm sure
"That's all I'm interested in. Open the door" I lick my lips and grab his perfect ass.
He opens the door, grabs my hand and pulls me in. All the restraint we had earlier has completely vanished. We are devouring each other. He grabs the small of my back, puling me into his body. I feel his erection digging into me. He kisses me. Hard. He leans me up against the wall and grinds his erection into me. Holy cow...he's so fucking hot. He unbuttons my shirt and pulls down my lace bra cups, exposing my breasts. He sucks on them. I feel my knees getting weak. I want him so bad.
"Baby, when did you get into town" He pants as he's frantically undressing me.
"A few hours ago. Good surprise?"
"The best. I missed you so much Ana"
"I missed you too Christian"
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed Ana's POV. Please, please review..