A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews on the last two chapters, WOW. I love reading the feedback. It's truly appreciated.
It's a little early, but here's Valentine's Day with the Greys.
I own nothing.
~Christian~
"Mom, how do I look?" Phoebe twirls around seeking Ana's approval.
"You look lovely, Phoebe" Ana answers.
Ana is right about that; Phoebe looks just like her Mother. She's simply stunning.
"Why are you dress to go out?" I ask.
"Dad, it's Valentine's Day. I'm going out with Kyle" She rolls her eyes.
"Eyes, young lady" I reprimand her. "You are going nowhere alone with a boy."
I feel Ana's disapproving stare boring into me. I ignore it.
"Dad, don't be such a grouch. Besides I'm going with Ava and her boyfriend Jackson"
"Where do you think you're going?" I ask.
"Ice skating at Highlands Arena"
"You can't go. I didn't have time to get your security in order"
"Mom took care of it"
I glance over at Ana. She's nodding with a half-smile. She knows me well. She's going to make it impossible for me to say no. I scowl in her direction.
"I see. When will you return home?"
"One?" She shrugs.
"Midnight" Ana chimes in, looking sternly toward me.
"Fine, midnight" Phoebe agrees.
"But you didn't eat dinner" It is not a secret how I feel about this.
"I already had a sub, while I was getting dressed" She smirks.
Ana must have coached her. All the bases are covered. They're tag teaming me, I know it.
"Very well. First, I have something for you"
"You do? I thought I was getting too old for you to buy me Valentine's Day gifts"
"You will never be too old. Here" I hand her the gift box sitting on the kitchen counter.
Phoebe carefully unwraps the box. She opens it and smiles. It's a small diamond heart charm on a gold chain.
"Oh, Dad. It's so pretty. Thank you" She walks over to me, stands on her tip toes and kisses my cheek. "Mom will you help me put it on?"
"Sure baby" Ana looks at me with a big grin, obviously happy with my gift choice.
I truly enjoy spoiling my girls. Ana fastens the clasp and Phoebe smiles. It was well worth the stop at Cartier for that smile.
"Thanks Dad. I love it."
The doorbell rings.
"Oh, that must be Kyle!" Phoebe squeals. Why must teenaged girls squeal?
She walks back into the kitchen with that horny teenaged fucker who just ruined a perfect family moment.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Grey" The fucker says. Baxter is under his feet, wagging his tail, happy as a clam.
Et tu, Baxter? Et tu?
"Be nice Christian" Ana whispers in my ear.
"Kyle" I nod. I said his name and didn't call him what I'm really thinking, that's about as nice as that fucker is going to get.
"Well, we're off. Bye, Mom and Dad. Have a good dinner"
"Midnight, young lady" I remind her.
"I know, I know" she rolls her eyes at me and leaves the kitchen with that boy.
Ana scowls at me.
"Don't make that face at me Anastasia. I let her go, for fucks sake."
She sighs.
"I was going to make a quick stir fry for our dinner. Would you like to help cut the vegetables?" She smirks.
The first time I attempted to help cook was before we were married and to this day she can't let go that I was not as advanced in slicing fucking peppers as she was. So fucking what…they're peppers. I have improved my skills since then. I'd venture to say I've become quite good at it.
She takes out the ingredients and sets them on the counter.
"Are you sure you're up to the challenge?"
"Ana, I am always up for anything. You, more than anyone, should know that"
"I'm not talking about your manhood, Christian."
"Maybe you should talk about it. Unless your mouth is busy with my manhood in a different manner" I grin.
"Cut your peppers" She rolls her eyes.
"Are you rolling your eyes at me?"
"Maybe?" she shrugs.
"You know how I feel about that Anastasia"
"Yes, I do. How's that twitching palm? She jokes.
"You're not doing this purposely, are you? Are you intentionally looking for a spanking?"
"We have the house all to ourselves until midnight. What does Sir think I deserve?"
My cock twitches.
"Much more than a spanking" I'm seeing a rough hard fuck in your future, baby.
We finish preparing our meal and Ana sets our plates on the table. We sit to eat our dinner.
"I have something for you" I pass Ana a small wrapped box.
She opens the box and smiles. There's a set of platinum and ruby heart shaped earrings.
"They're lovely. Thank you" she reaches across the table and kisses me.
"There's something under that. Lift the velvet "
She lifts up the velvet and laughs. There's two nipple clamps with mini diamond dangling handcuffs charms.
"That's your real gift" I grin.
"I look forward to wearing them...maybe later?"
"We should make sure they work" I murmur.
We finish our meal. As always, Ana has done a spectacular job. I'm standing in the kitchen watching Ana bend over the dishwasher, putting our dirty dishes away. Christ, her ass looks so fucking good. I open the draw that holds various kitchen utensils. Surely there must be a suitable punishment implement in here.
I find a metal spatula. I play with the blade. Hmm, it has a nice flexibility. Enough to sting, but not hurt. I've had thoughts of fucking her in the tub all day; I still want to do that. But I can't resist that ass. I'd like to see it pink up. I'm getting hard just thinking about it.
I walk behind Ana and rub her ass over her dress. She freezes.
"You were disrespectful to me this evening, Anastasia"
"Yes" she whispers
"I can think of a few infractions. Rolling your eyes, challenging my culinary skills"
"Yes"
"Ask for it"
"Hmm?"
"Don't make me say it again" I rub her ass.
Her eyes light up then she casts them downward.
"Spank me, Sir" she whispers.
"Put your hands on the counter and bend forward, Anastasia."
She complies immediately.
"Very nice. You won't need these" I lift her dress to her waist and hook my index finger around her panties, sliding them down to the floor. Christ.
I haven't even touched her yet and she moans.
"Hush. Spread your legs."
She spreads her legs, her ass looks glorious.
"Wider" I lightly spank her.
She complies.
"Good girl. You look beautiful like this Anastasia. How many times should I spank you?"
"Five Sir?"
"Now, now, Anastasia. You know better than that. It is Valentine's Day after all, we'll go with fourteen. I want you to count"
"Yes Sir"
I grab her hair with one hand, and hold her head back. I take the spatula off the counter and hit her.
"One" she moans. The sound of the spatula hitting her ass makes a very satisfactory sound. I know it sounds worse than it feels. I have other plans for later.
"Do you want more Anastasia?"
"Yes Sir" she moans.
I whack her with the spatula.
"Two"
I watch her fingers curling into her palms against the counter top. I know she's getting turned on and it's fucking turning me on even more. I whack her again.
"Three" she moans.
When we finally reach fourteen, her ass is a perfect shade of pink and all I can think about is fucking her senseless. I reach around and sink my fingers inside of her. She tilts her head back and groans. She's so fucking wet.
"Always ready baby. You never disappoint. I'm going to fuck you now. Rough. Be ready" I quickly unzip my pants and set my cock free.
I grab her hips and ram into her, pounding her hard and furiously. Ana is moaning with each pounding push deep inside her.
"Come for me baby"
She comes undone. I fucking love it, feeling her tighten around me and find my own release.
Fucking Christ.
"Well done baby." I kiss the back of her head.
She moans in response.
"Do you think your delectable ass is up for a bath?"
"Yes" she whispers. She's obviously still high off her orgasm.
"Good. Why don't you draw a bath for us? I have to make a quick call to my Father and I'll join you in fifteen minutes"
"Ok. I'll see you upstairs" she collects her panties from the floor.
I grab her hand before she leaves. She turns to me.
"You are so fucking sexy Anastasia. Thank you" I kiss her.
"I'll see you upstairs" she murmurs.
"I'll be there"
She leaves the kitchen and heads toward our bedroom. I have a call to my father to make; before it slips my mind then I'm going to fuck her again. I pick up the phone and speed dial my parents' house.
"Hello?"
"Hey Dad."
~Carrick~
"Who's this?"
"Funny Dad, It's Christian"
"Oh, yes, of course, son. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention. What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to let you know that I have the tickets for the symphony you asked about."
"Symphony?"
"Yes Dad. You wanted to take Mom, remember?"
"When?"
"Last week you asked about it. Don't you remember?"
"Oh, of course, I'm sorry. It's getting late for us old folks, I'm a little tired and fuzzy"
"Slowing down in your old age, huh?"
"Ha, I suppose so. Thank you for the tickets. I'm sure your Mom will be thrilled. Have you talked to her today?"
"Yes. I called her this afternoon to wish her a Happy Valentine's Day"
"Good. She'll never admit it, but she loves the attention"
"No problem. Look, I have to run; I just wanted to tell you about the tickets. I'll catch up with you another time"
"Very good. Talk to you soon. "
"Give my love to Mom"
"Always, son"
I hang up the phone and look at Grace. Her face looks haunted, worried.
"It's getting worse, isn't it?" she asks.
"A bit. Grace you know there's no recovery from this. It's only going get worse." I try to change the subject "What do you have in the bag?"
"It's a Valentines Day gift. Puzzles, to help keep your mind active"
"Always Doctor Trevelyan" I smile.
"In this case, it's Mrs. Grey purchasing puzzles for her beloved husband. When do you go to the neurologist again...maybe we should get another opinion"
"Gracie...we've already have another opinion from the best doctors Seattle has to offer. There's nothing more we can do"
"When do you want to tell the kids?" She asks nervously, her eyes downcast.
"Never" I joke.
She nervously laughs.
"Oh, if it were only that easy Cary" she sighs and sits down next to me on the sofa.
"If only. I know we have to tell them. And we will...soon. I promise. I don't want to ruin Valentine's Day"
"There will always be something Cary. I think it's time. They're starting to notice your slip ups"
"I know Grace. I know. How do you tell your children that someday I won't remember who they are, or who their children are? How do I do that to them?" The thought is painful.
"Cary, the Alzheimer's is in the early stages, it could be years until we reach that point. Just let them understand what you're dealing with. They'll want support you"
"At my age it's going to advance quickly. You know that. I don't want to be someone's burden Grace. Especially yours. "
"Carrick Grey. You will NEVER be a burden. We love you and we're all in this together. It isn't your disease, it's our disease." She states, flustered.
"Ok, I'll talk to them, next dinner we're all together." At the very least, they can support Grace when things get worse.
"Thank you" she looks relieved.
She stares off. She's sitting right next to me, yet a million miles away.
"Grace, what is it?"
"Oh, nothing"
"It's something. Tell me"
"I'm wondering what's going to happen if the day comes when you don't remember me"
I turn toward her and hold her hand. This strong woman has such delicate hands.
"Listen to me Grace Trevelyan Grey. I may forget my law practice. I may forget this house. I may forget my name...but I will never forget you. The kindness in your eyes, the goodness in your heart. There may come a time that I won't have the ability to communicate it, Darling, but know this… I will love you until the day I die. Even if I cannot speak those words; know that is always what will be in my heart. I have loved you from the first day I saw you, no disease is going to stop me from loving you, you will always been a part of me"
She rests her head on my shoulder as we sit quietly holding hands. I bring her hand up to my lips and kiss it gently.
"I love you Cary"
"I love you too. You'll always be my Valentine" I smile as we sit quietly, lost in our own thoughts of an uncertain future.
There's a knock on the door breaking the silence.
"Who could that be?" Grace asks as she gets off the couch and goes to the door. She walks back in with Mia holding a tin.
"Happy Valentine's Day Daddy" She kisses my cheek.
"Mia…what are you doing here. Shouldn't you be home with Ethan and the kids?"
"I can't stay. I'm on my way home now. I wanted to drop off some brownies I made for my best guy"
"I thought Ethan was your best guy"
"You're my first best guy, Daddy. You always will be."
No matter how old she is, my baby girl will always melt her old man's heart.
"Well, I'm sorry but I'm running really late. I have to go. Love you"
"Love you too. Give our best to Elliot"
"Elliot? Dad, you mean Ethan, right?"
"Oh, err, yes, of course." Grace walks over, giving me a reassuring gentle squeeze of my hand.
"Ok guys, see ya later" And like a breeze, Mia floats out the door.
~Mia~
"Hello everybody, I'm home!"
"We're all in the kitchen" Ethan yells back.
I walk into the kitchen and see a mess. Pots and pans are piled everywhere, spills all over the counter and the floor. Ethan is wearing a chef's hat and the kids are wearing aprons.
I cover my mouth to hide the laugh I'm holding in at this sight. Ethan is hopeless in the kitchen and having the kids help him can only mean disaster.
"What in the world is this?" I grin.
"We're making you Valentine's Day dinner Mommy" Olivia proudly states.
"You are? I thought we were all going to go out to eat tonight"
"Daddy said would be more special to cook you dinner" Emma chimes in.
"I suppose it is special. What are you making?"
"Macaroni and cheese and hot dogs. You like those, right Mom?" Billy says.
"I can't think of a better meal baby. What kind of cheeses are you using?" I ask.
"The dry kind" Olivia says
"The dry kind? I went to culinary school and I don't remember something called a dry kind of cheese."
"Yeah Mommy, the dry kind, look" Olivia hold up a small silver packet of imitation powdered cheese. I hold in my laugh. They are making Kraft macaroni and cheese. The kind you just add a little milk to. Leave it to my husband to go gourmet all the way.
"Ah, yes, the dry kind. It's been a long time since I've seen that" I look at Ethan, who shrugs with a grin.
"Come Mommy, it's time to sit at the table. I set it for you" Emma takes my hand and escorts me to our dining room table and I sit.
In the center of the table is a bouquet of orange roses, my favorite, I know they're from Ethan. There are little cut out hearts made of red construction paper and pink glitter on each plate. No doubt made by my little artist Olivia. There are spoons, but no forks next to the plates and four scented votive candles lit around the flowers, all different scents. I don't think that was thought through too clearly. It makes for an interesting aroma in the air combined with the smell of burning hot dogs from the kitchen.
"Oh Emma, the table looks beautiful. Thank you"
Emma smiles the cheesiest grin, proud of her accomplishment and skips back into the kitchen.
I always thought my life would be glamour and glitz, living in the fast lane, chef to the stars or own my very own Parisian bakery. In a million years, I didn't think I'd live this kind of life, domestic bliss. But I wouldn't trade a second of it.
Ethan and the kids walk into the dining room. Ethan is holding a silver platter of hot dogs in buns. Billy is carrying a big bowl of macaroni and cheese. The girls have assorted condiments. They place everything on the table and sit.
"Sorry hon, the hot dogs are a little burned." Ethan apologizes.
"Oh, it's fine. " I look down at the hot dog in my hand. It's puffy and black. I take a bite. Tastes like charcoal. "Mmmmmm…yummy" I pat my stomach with my hand.
"Are you going to eat some mac and cheese?" Olivia asks.
"Can't wait" I smile. There's no serving spoon in the bowl, so I grab the spoon next to my plate to help myself. I take a spoonful; it tastes like imitation cheese and overcooked pasta. "Oh baby, this is delicious" I smile.
After dinner, I stand to clear off the table. Ethan stands up and walks over to me.
"Relax Mia. I got this." He crouches down and whispers in my ear "Save your energy for later"
I blush.
The kids are busy helping Ethan clean up the kitchen. Billy walks into the dining room with his hands behind his back.
"What cha got there Billy?" I ask.
"Something for you" He takes his hands from behind his back and presents me with a bouquet of three tissue paper flowers, with chenille pipe cleaner stems. "Here, for Valentine's Day. I made them in school for you"
"Oh baby boy. They're beautiful. "
"Do you like them?" he asks shyly.
"I love them. Thank you." I kiss the top of his head.
"Olivia and Emma made stuff for Daddy in school, but I wanted to make this for you"
"I can't imagine a better present. Thank you" I hug him tight.
"Does this make you my girl for Valentine's Day?" he innocently asks.
"Yes, I suppose it does" I tear up.
"Good. You don't think Dad would be mad if we share you today?"
"No baby, I think Daddy would be ok with it." I smile.
"Cool" He strolls back into the kitchen smiling. My sweet, shy, adorable little man, I just love him.
There's a knock on the door.
"I'll get it" I yell over knowing that Kate was dropping by to pick something up.
I open the door and Kate is standing there, looking rushed as usual.
"Hey Mia, I'm sorry, I got stuck at work and I don't want to run late. Do you have it for me?"
"Yes, here" I hand her the tin I put aside for her on the table by the front door.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay. Elliot is waiting for me at home. Say hi to everyone. And thanks again. You're a life saver"
~Kate~
Elliot's not back from work yet? Why did I rush around like a maniac? Sheesh.
"Hi Mom. Nick already went over to Tommy's house and I'm going ice skating with Phoebe and our guys in a little while"
"Ok Ava. Have you heard from Dad?"
"He sent me a text earlier to wish me a Happy Valentine's Day, but that was all"
"Ok. " Naturally he forgets to tell someone he's late.
"I'm going upstairs to finish getting ready"
"Ok Sweetie"
I take out my blackberry and read over my emails when Elliot saunters through the door.
"Can you call the next time you're going to be late. I rushed around like a crazy lady, so I would be home on time today" I scold him.
"Fine Kate, relax. I'm sorry. I didn't realize I'd be so late"
"Please do so next time" I cross my arms in front of me and purse my lips.
He sighs and there's an awkward silence between us.
"When our next appointment with the Marriage counselor?" His face is expressionless but I know there's a lot going on in his head.
"Monday" I answer.
"Ok." He says uncomfortably. "I got something for you"
"Oh?" We've been hot and cold for a few weeks now; I guess I wasn't expecting a Valentine's Day gift.
"Yes, here." He hands me a small gift bag. I remove the red tissue paper and put my hand inside, I take out the contents. It's a T-shirt that says "Everything is on the Record"
I laugh.
"It's perfect. Thank you" I kiss his cheek. "I brought something home for you too"
"You did?" His eyes widen.
"Yes, I did. Here" I hand him the tin.
He opens it.
"Mia's brownies?" He looks so excited, like a little boy allowed to have ice cream for dinner. It's so adorable.
"Yes. I had to make a detour to Mia and Ethan's house to get them, but I know they're your favorite."
He puts his palm on his forehead and shakes his head, looking dumbfounded.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I guess I didn't think you'd get me anything or go out of your way to get me something…considering how things have been between us this past month."
"Elliot, I know we're going through a little rough patch right now...but I love you, you big Oaf. We'll figure it all out." I try to reassure him.
"Have you told Ana that we're in counseling?"
"No, not yet. She'll want to fix it for us. She can't help herself. Have you told Christian?"
"No."
"He'd probably have a parade if we divorced." I joke.
"Nah, he's softened up to you. He would never admit it, but I'd venture to say that he can tolerate you now."
We both laugh.
"What are the kids up to tonight?" he asks.
"Ava is going ice skating with Phoebe and their boyfriends in a few minutes"
"Really? Christian was ok with that?" He looks surprised.
"Knowing your brother, he's probably having them followed"
"Yeah, probably" he chuckles.
"Where's Nicky?"
"Out for the night, at Tommy's house"
"Ok"
There's another moment of uncomfortable silence. We both look at each other, not quite sure what to say next. Elliot breaks the ice.
"Kate?"
"Mmm?"
"I don't want to lose you." His expression looks so bleak. It breaks my heart.
I walk in front of him and cup his face in my hands. I look directly into his eyes.
"I don't want to be lost. Elliot. We're just making us better. It may not seem like it, but this is a good thing. A lot of people see marriage counselors who just need guidance to get back on track."
"You think we're going to be ok?"
"Like I said at our wedding, Elliot Grey...I do"
He smiles.
"I love you Kate. You'll always be my Valentine" he caresses my cheek.
"I love you too. You know, Dr. Hall said we should continue marital relations, if that's what we want" I purr.
"Is that what you want? It's been two weeks Kate since our last time. I feel like the lonely shepherd stuck all alone on his hill, tending to his herd of goats"
"Am I a goat in this scenario?"
"If you were, that would make me a goat fucker, wouldn't it?" He jokes.
"Classy as always Elliot." I roll my eyes. "I was thinking more along the lines that Lois Lane, star reporter, might be looking for a little something-something. The Daily Planet can be an awfully dull place all day long" I say suggestively.
"That Lois Lane is a little vixen isn't she? Superman or Clark Kent tonight?" he smirks.
"Superman, I can't resist a man in a cape"
"Ok Lois. Keep the kryptonite at bay. I'll get the cape" he says with a mischievous grin.
"Hi Aunt Kate. Uncle Elliot"
"Hey there Pheebs. I didn't know you were here. Are you two off now?" I hope they didn't hear the last part of our conversation.
"Yes, Kyle's waiting for us in his car" Phoebe grins. Judging by the way she lights up, she must really like this boy.
"Ok Mom and Dad. See you later" Ava says while rushing Phoebe out the door.
"Ok, be home by midnight" I tell the girls then look back at Elliot and wink.
"See ya Aunt Kate" Phoebe grins.
~Phoebe~
Kyle is standing outside and opens the car door for me. My Dad would like that.
"Hey Ava. Are you ready for some skating?" he asks.
"You bet. You guys remember how to get to Jackson's house?"
"Yeah, no problem"
We pick up Ava's new boyfriend Jackson and drive over to the Highlands Ice Arena.
"Come on the skate rentals are this way." Kyle directs us over to a front desk. I laugh to myself. If my Dad knew I was putting my foot in shoes that a hundred other people wore, he'd have a heart attack.
We get our skates, sit at the benches and lace them up.
"Make sure it's nice and tight Phoebe. You don't want to fall" Ava says
"Don't worry, I'll catch you" Kyle whispers in my ear. I blush.
Ava and Jackson are off skating in their own little world. The rink looks so cool. They have color lights instead of those gross bright white florescent lights. It's pretty and romantic…for an ice skating rink, that is. This must be special for Valentine's Day.
Kyle and I hit the ice, skating around the rink. He's showing off a bit, skating backwards and zipping quickly in circles around me.
The music changes to a slow song and a voice comes over the loud speaker "Time to Skate with your Sweetheart"
"May I have this skate?" Kyle asks.
"Yes, you may" I smile. He takes my hand and it's like magic. My stomach is doing somersaults.
We skate around the rink a few times to the romantic music playing. I lose my balance a few times, but Kyle helps me recover. My hero.
I look to my side and study his profile. He's so freakin' hot. His dark brown hair is perfect. His nose is perfect. He's just so…perfect.
I feel myself losing my balance. I'm furiously winding my free arm trying to regain my balance. Kyle is trying his best to help me stay upright, but I know we're going down.
Boom…flat on our asses. Oh, why wasn't I paying attention to skating?
"I'm so sorry" I squeak out.
He cocks his head to one side and starts laughing. The relief that he doesn't think I'm a completely clumsy clod washes over me; at least he thinks it's funny. I laugh with him.
"Come on Pheebs. Are you ok? "He stands up and offers his hand out to me.
"I think so. Thanks" I grab his hand.
"Can I buy you a hot chocolate?" he asks.
"Sure. Hold on my arm before I fall again"
I sit on one of the benches that overlook the rink. Ava and Jackson look like they're having a blast. She's got the biggest smile on her face. Jackson seems like a much better guy than the last asshole she dated. Every party he went to, he'd end up making out with some random girl and word would always get back to Ava. Then it was weeks of drama, drama, drama. I don't know how he managed to smooth it over with her so many times, but finally she came to her senses and dumped him. She seems to have finally found a pretty decent guy.
Kyle comes back and hands me a hot chocolate in a white Styrofoam cup. I know this is just the instant hot chocolate, Gail has spoiled us with her hot chocolate over the years, but because Kyle bought it for me…it's the best I've ever tasted.
"I have something for you for Valentine's Day"
"You do?"
"Yes, here." He hands me a small box. He looks really nervous.
I unwrap the box and open it. It's his school ring. I gasp and my mouth drops open.
"Phoebe, you drive me crazy with your stubbornness sometimes. But we always have fun when we're together. There's no other girl in school for me. Will you be my official girlfriend?"
I'm bright crimson. I bite my lip to suppress the giant grin trying to escape.
"Yes" I nod.
Kyle softly kisses me. I feel like I just came down a rollercoaster, there are butterflies in my stomach. I really like Kyle; I think I might love him.
"Can you help me unhook my chain? I hold my hair off my neck and turn my back toward Kyle.
"Sure" He reaches over and takes my chain in his hand. His touch gives me goose bumps. He unclasps my chain, making sure he doesn't let the chain fall.
"Thanks." I slide Kyle's ring onto my chain then bring the chain back to my neck. "Can you help again?"
I hold back my hair again and he fastens the clasp.
I let go of my hair and watch the ring fall on my chest. I love it. I love it. I love it. The ring is hanging right in center, covering over the dainty diamond heart charm my Dad gave me for Valentine's Day earlier.
"Now everyone knows that you're my girl. Want to skate some more?"
"Sure…or we could kiss for a little while" I shyly smile.
He grins and puts his arm around me, moving closer to me and kisses me.
There's a buzzing coming from my jeans pocket.
"What's that?"
"My cell phone. Hold on" I look down and see a text. "It's from my brother"
Happy Valentine's Day Pheebs!
I quickly type back.
Thx. U too. Say hi to Maddie. Busy now. C ya.
"Ok…where were we?" I close my eyes and Kyle kisses me again.
~Teddy~
I look down at my phone and laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"My sister. I heard she has a boyfriend. She must be with him now she said she was too busy to text. I didn't think it was possible for Phoebe to have her fingers off her cell phone"
"I guess she's keeping her fingers busy elsewhere" Maddie jokes.
"Maddie please, I don't want to think about that when we're talking about my sister. Besides, I'm sure my Dad probably planted undercover security wherever she is"
"Would your Dad really do that?"
"Without a doubt. My father is a brilliant business man, but you have no idea of the degree of his insanity when it comes to our security. Why do you think I live in this apartment and not at a dorm? He bought the building and had security upgraded before I moved in." I laugh.
Maddie takes two plates out of the cupboard and places them on the table.
"It was nice of Jim to let us take home some leftovers after the Salvation Army's Valentine's Day dinner" she says.
"Yeah, we had a good turnout of volunteers to help serve dinner"
"Jim tells me there was a large anonymous food donation for the Valentine's Day dinner. You wouldn't know anything about that…would you, Mr. Grey?" She raises her brow.
"I know nothing" I lie.
"Mmmmhmmm. I bet you don't" she says sarcastically.
"I hope you don't mind that our Valentine's Day was spent serving meals " I say.
"I'm glad we were helping the less fortunate on Valentine's Day. Show the world, even when things may seem bleak, there's still love out there for them."
She melts my heart with her kindness and generosity.
We sit down to eat our leftovers.
"I have something for you...for Valentine's Day" I slide a small wrapped box across the table.
"Teddy, we said we weren't going to exchange gifts"
"Just open it"
She carefully unwraps the box and looks up at me.
"A plane ticket to Jamaica? You're taking me on vacation?"
"Not exactly" I smirk.
"What…exactly?" She cocks her head to the side and smiles.
"It's a volunteer Alternative Break. We'd go during our Spring break. We work while we're there, helping at risk kids who are mentally or physically challenged, paint and repair community buildings that kind of stuff. We're there to help. We do whatever they need. Do you want to go with me?"
She stands and hugs me across the table.
"Teddy Grey, you are always so unexpected. I can't think of any other place I'd rather be. Yes, thank you. It's perfect"
"Perfect like you. I'm so glad you're my girl"
"Me too" she grins. "After we eat, do you want watch a movie?"
"I was hoping we would do something else" I slyly smile.
"Oh, what?"
I reach across the table and put my hand on hers, rubbing my hand up and down her forearm. I don't know how I haven't jumped her yet, she's so sexy.
"Oh." She looks down and blushes.
"I'm going to send a quick text to my Mom to wish her a happy Valentine's Day and then I'm all yours"
"Don't you want to call her?"
"No, knowing my parents, they're doing things that I don't want to think about them doing. I already sent her flowers. I'll call her tomorrow"
I send out the text.
Happy Valentine's Day Mom. Hope you like the flowers.
~Ana~
I'm in our bedroom in a silk robe, gazing out the window at the Puget Sound while I wait for Christian. It's so lovely. The moon's light is reflecting on the water, with the stars twinkling in the sky.
My rear is a little sore, but I know Christian went easy on me. I'm sure that was to make sure I was up to more fuckery, as we have a few hours left of an empty house tonight.
I hear my cell phone buzz from my dresser. I walk over to it and see a text from Teddy asking me of I liked the flowers he sent. I text him back.
They were lovely. Thank you.
He texts me back immediately.
I'm having a late dinner now. I'll call you tomorrow.
Ok. Give our best to Maddie. Love you Teddy Bear.
I love you too.
"What are you grinning about?" Christian asks. When did he get here?
"Teddy just wished me a Happy Valentine's Day"
"He didn't call?"
"I'm sure he was busy with other activities...he is your son, after all" I roll my eyes.
"That's my boy" He smirks.
"Did you talk to your Dad?"
"Yes, I just hung up. He seemed off again. Maybe he's just tired"
"I'm sure if there was something to be concerned about they would have told us."
"You're right. Is it bath time Mrs. Grey"
"Yes. But you have too many clothes on Mr. Grey. They need to be removed."
"I'm not stopping you" He grins while opening his arms out wide, offering himself to me.
I unbutton his shirt, roll it off his shoulders and watch it innocently fall to the floor.
"Come a little closer" I purr.
I tug the waistband of his pants, pulling him close to me. I unbutton and unzip his fly. I pull his pants down to the floor, helping one foot out at a time. Oh, I didn't notice he was barefoot before. I love his naked feet. Now I really can't wait to get naked and have him again.
"I like what I see Mr. Grey" I murmur.
"I'm very glad to hear that. I'm all your Mrs. Grey."
I take his hand and lead him into the en-suite. There are half a dozen votive candles lit around the tub and the scent of Jasmine from the bubble bath fills the air.
Christian pulls the sash tied around my waist, untying it and my robe falls opened. He inhales deeply and glides his index finger down from the hollow of my neck to my breasts, slowly circling each nipple. I softly moan at his touch.
"You are stunning" he whispers in my ear.
It's funny how after all the years, he can still make me blush.
I get in the tub first. I wince a little when I sit.
"Are you ok baby?" he asks.
"Yes, I'm good. Come join me" I motion for him to come in.
Christian steps in the tub, on the opposite side, facing me. There's something about a bath together that's so sexy and intimate.
We both lean back and enjoy the warm soothing water and jasmine fragrance in the air. On one hand, it's so relaxing; on the other hand, it's such a turn on.
I can't resist anymore. He looks too good. I extend my leg out and have my foot very gently rub against his length.
Christian cocks his head at me and smirks.
"Oh, I'm sorry; did I just hit your leg?" I smile.
"Baby, I may be big, but I'm not that big. That most definitely was not a leg you touched."
"Hmmm…let me investigate" I frown with a mischievous grin.
I gently take my foot and glide it up and down his length again. I can feel his erection waking up.
"Ana, you better be careful down there. We don't want any injuries that might render me useless"
"You still have a tongue Mr. Grey. You can still take care of my needs"
"Mrs. Grey, you have a dirty mouth"
"That's because I'm married to a dirty boy"
He grins.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asks.
"I'm not trying. I am seducing you" I bite my lip.
"You seem pretty sure of yourself Mrs. Grey"
"You always told me, confidence is sexy"
"That I did. But I can control my urges and not succumb to your endless charms"
"You think you're capable of controlling your urges toward me?"
"I know I can" he grins.
"Christian, you fucked me in a bathroom while our family was right outside the door on New Year's Eve. Was that an example of you controlling your urges?"
"A momentary lapse" He dismisses the notion.
"You just fucked me in the kitchen"
"That was a punishment" he states.
I laugh. Yeah, right. I know Christian; he caught a glimpse of me bending over and got horny.
"I see" I grin. Seems that I may have to prove my point.
I pretend I need to stretch out, arching my back up toward the ceiling. My breasts peek out of the bubbles. He inhales deeply. There's something about wet soapy tits that always drive my husband insane. He closes his eyes briefly. When he opens them, he exhales and sinks back to the tub.
Time to step up my game.
I grab one of the tub poufs and kneel so the top half of my body is completely exposed facing him. I dip the poof in the sudsy water and wash myself in front of Christian. His jaw line tenses, a telltale sign of him weakening. I lift my arm up high, gliding the pouf slowly from my wrist, down my arm's length, passing the side of my breast to my waist, then back up again. Christian licks his lips. His erection is peeking through the bubbles. Yeah, that's some control.
I pretend to lose my balance, falling into his wet body. Our bodies slide over each other. "Oh, I'm sorry. I lost my balance"
"No problem" he hisses through his clenched teeth. The man doesn't have a prayer.
"Christian, I can't reach my back, can you help wash me?"
"Of course" he says.
I turn around, sliding in between his legs, his erection hitting into my lower back. I smile. I know I've got him.
He takes the pouf and gently scrubs my back. I moan and I'm pretty certain I heard a low groan from him. I tilt my head back toward him and readjust my position, so I can rub up against his erection again.
"You don't play fair" he whispers in my ear.
"I learned from the best" Thanks to you Mr. Sexpertise.
He drops the pouf and his hands wrap around me, holding my breasts. He glides his hands up and down my soapy body.
"I'm going to fuck you now. Turn around, get on top of me and look at me. I want to see you" he growls.
I turn around and climb on him, my legs on either side of his. I slowly sink into him, feeling him enter me. The feel of the water swooshing around us and Christian inside of me is amazing. Our eyes are locked on each other, sharing this passionate moment.
I can feel myself starting to quiver.
"Say my name" he demands
"Christian" I cry out
"Again"
"Christian" I groan, and with that I lose myself in him, my body finding its release.
"Fuck Ana" Christian holds my hips steady and finds his release as well.
We melt into each other's arms.
"I think you may have lost some control, Mr. Grey"
"I'm very glad I did"
"Me too. Happy Valentine's Day Christian"
"Happy Valentine's Day, baby"
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