Chp17 thanksgiving at the Steele's

A-pov.

Mary is a different person after the fun-run. It all Steve this and Steve that. I never realized how much Harrison was copying Christian. Even using only his last name. real hero worship. They both have the same touch issues, from similar sources. Harrison is working as a game programmer while finishing his BA in Human resources. I suspect that Christian will hire him for GEH.

Mary is planning to move back to Seattle for the spring semester. I worry about her. I'll call Grace. Maybe she could put up Mary for the semester. I need to bug Welch. Mary case is filed and forgotten, her rape kit untested. I want this animal in jail or put down.

Next week, I go to Seattle. Chris is moving into his penthouse. I plan on a fun relaxing weekend. I clear my school work, job quotas, and take a hot shower. Slipping into one of my stolen t-shirt. I text Chris. Soon my phone will ring, as Chris sweet voice caress me to sleep. Maybe a little sexting. I daydream about tomorrow.

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c-pov.

Anna is coming tonight. I can't wait. The separation is hard. I wish she would relent and let me live in Portland. I hear the elevator ding.

She is beautiful as she exits the elevator. She looks around and frowns. I look around, what?

"you haven't unpacked the furniture!" she searches the penthouse, I follow. She has a fit in the TV room. I mean it's a mess. Elliot and the Guys came over to watch the world series. Pizza boxes and empty beer bottle litter the room. She fumes, as she takes her roll-on case to our bedroom. "Couldn't make the bed, Chris!?" I realize, I was so pumped to see Anna that I forgot. I sheepishly look at the floor. She enters the closet. I hear a scream. I start for the closet. She comes out. "I will not accept you turning into a slob. Period." She heads out and into the staff quarters. Taylor is looking pale. She heads back into the kitchen.

The sink is full of dishes; the trash is overflowing with takeout box. Shit, she opens the fridge. I see her stomp her foot. I'm boned. "Beer, beer, and more beer. Did I interrupt a men's only beer bust!" Shit, she going for the pantry. I see Taylor try to slip away. I edge for the door. "Freeze you two."

Turning, we look at pissed off Anastasia. She literally hoping up and down. I fear for my life. She stops, calms. "Christian GREY get dressed. We are going shopping. Taylor I hope you know where the nearest Supermarket is." She walks into the great room and stares out the window at the Sound. I rush to the bed room to change.

Anna filled three shopping carts with stuff. I not sure what all is there. Arriving home, she takes one bag. Enter the elevator leaving us in the garage to bring the rest on the next service elevator. She is waiting as we load the island and counter. She looks pissed, all thru the supermarket she was pissed. I can tell I'm in for a rough night.

"Alright you two. First thing sorts your laundry, everything that need washing, first one to the washer has clean cloth tomorrow. GO!" I race for my room quickly sort the dry cleaning from the wash. I head back, shit Taylor beat me. "Put it in the machine it's prep." I stand dejected. "Chris put it on the floor. It'll go next." She approaches with trash bags. "here! Start in the TV room. Check the bedrooms. If I find a dirty glass or dish. You two will be hand washing dishes for a month. get cleaning." We get cleaning.

Upstairs I find the room Elliot was in a mess, pizza box, beer bottles, peanuts and crushed pretzels in the carpet. Shit, shit. Where's the vacuum cleaner? Do I have a vacuum cleaner? The new intern, the red head is so fired. I'm so boned. I sit on Elliot's bed. The room smells of stale beer and sex. Oh ya. The blonde showed up after the game. I'm so boned.

Arriving downstairs, I dump the trash down the chute. Search for a vacuum. "Taylor? Do you have a vacuum in the staff quarters?" please say yes, please. "Shit, no we don't. I couldn't find a broom or dust pan. We are so screwed. What was that red head think." Yea, we're boned. I walk into he kitchen. The grocery all put away. I search for Anna. Find her sitting on the floor in the great room, back to the glass, sipping tea. Looking serene. I sit in front of her. "I'm sorry. This is not how I planned tonight." She looks thru me. "I know exactly what you planned Christian Grey, meeting me in just pajama bottoms. Fresh from the shower." I swallow, yep I'm boned, gutted and fried.

Anna orders take-out, she's too tired and pissed to cook. Afterwards she has us move furniture. I smartly keep quiet, we both do. She sits on one of the couch looking out at the Sound, drinking a tall water glass of wine. I approach, sitting next to her, not touching. She reaches out a puts me into her side. I rest my head on her lap. She strokes my hair. I smile. She smiles. we're good.

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I wake alone in bed, I smell coffee and bacon. Entering the kitchen, I find breakfast waiting. Taylor is eating. Anna plates mine, then hers, we eat across from each other; we always eat side by side, she's still mad. Her phone rings. This early? "Thanks Gail, are you still looking. Good. Here with Christian and Jason. The two of them turned into slobs. Yes. I know. It a live-in. will Mary be alright with just Micky. Good. That soon. See you then." She hangs up. Eats a few bites. "I've hire Gail Jones to be your housekeeper. I texted Andrea last night to prepare a contract. It should be in your printer. You two will behave." I shake my head yes. She finishes and starts the cleanup. I scrub the dishes and load the dishwasher. She shakes her head. "You will not turn into a slob." "yes, wifey" shit she splashed me. I splash her back. "Stop. We don't have a mop." I laugh, she laughs. "don't look so smug Grey, we're going shopping this morning."

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After bed & bath, we have vacuums, brooms and mops. I start on Elliot mess, as Taylor works on the TV room. Arriving downstairs, I find two guys moving furniture. I see Taylor, "Who are they?" "security from the lobby. I promised a bonus." "Good thinking." I head to my office. I still have work to do. Hopeful Anna will cool down.

I hear the elevator chime. I exit my office to see Taylor dressed in his suit, shoes shined, freshly shaved, shit I feel my chin, I need a shave. The door open and out steps Gail Jones. In a white blouse and black skirt. Professional looking. I feel better. She coldly shakes Taylor hand. Anna walks over and hugs her. "I'll show you around. Taylor the luggage." I smartly go back to my desk. I'm a coward, I admit it, Anna Steele pissed off is scary.

I hear my door open. Anna enters. Crawls into my lap and kisses me. I melt. This is how I wanted the weekend to be. Next week is thanksgiving. I'm going to Ray's house. "Chris, second base in bed, maybe I'll let you get to third." I pick her up and carry her to bed. I feel so alive, and happy, as she nibbles my ear.

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Sunday morning, the light thru the windows as dawn breaks. The Rains of yesterday, give pause to morning bright rays. I watch the twilight succumb to a star full shine. As sweet scent of Anna light my life. She buries her head into my chest and pulls the sheets over her head. Anna is not a morning person. I feel soft breaths against my nipple. As strange thoughts filter thru my mind. I am lost in the pleasure of just here with her.

I feel her leave my embrace and bed, dressed in my shirt with delectable lace trim panties. I harden at the sight. I lay back as I hear her morning rituals. A t-shirt hits my face. I look a naked Anna is smirking at me. "You need a shave and shower." I rise, a strip as I chase her into a hot shower. My lips on her lips, my hands on her body. I travel down to her sweet sex. I breakfast on her body. Lapping the sweet nectar. She comes and comes till she cradles in my arms, as the hot water rains down. I came twice without touching myself. Just loving her body, chased my control away. I wash her body. She washes me. We dry each other. We head to the kitchen, my arm around her. I cannot stop touch her, holding her, loving her.

Taylor is sitting eating, Gail is dressed like yesterday. I assume it her uniform, like Jason suit. I sit. Anna sit across from me. shit. "What would you two like?" before I can answer Anna says "I'll have tea, with pancakes and bacon. Chris will have Coffee and a egg white omelet with cheese, spinach with wheat toast." She smirks at me. I smile back.

As Gail makes the food. I look around for my papers. "hum. Gentlemen since we are all here. I want to go over house rules." Taylor and I look at her. "1. Christian will not enter the staff quarters unless invited. 2. Taylor will not enter our bedroom for 10 seconds after knocking. 3. Jason you will not enter Mrs. Jones rooms without a invitation. 4. You both will put laundry in the correct hampers. 5. You both and I mean both of you will act courtesy, and professional to Mrs. Jones. She is your house Keeper, not your slave. AM I CLEAR." "yes." I relax

"Anna, there may be times when that won't work. I mean in emergence I will need immediate access."

"yes, I understand in a emergence, but the rules apply all else." I see Jason nod. Ok nothing I can't live with. I relax as the food is served. Mrs. Jones eats with us. The conversation goes back and fore in a very comfortable way. I ask Anna for a walk down to the Sound. Taylor will have Parker and Warren follow us. Has he and Gail are going to supermarket for more stuff.

Walking holding hands, lost in the early morning crowd. We cover miles ending up in an Irish Pub in Pike market. Eating potatoes & leek soup, and corned beef sandwiches. I stare into blue eyes. Loving the time and feel. She nibbles on a piece of bread. Watching the boats past the window. I relax watch her. time slips away. I call Taylor for a ride back. Anna loaded up with stuff for the kitchen. Five bags full. She bought the spice shop out as well as the tea shop. And fresh fish. Arriving back at Escala, her and Gail work the kitchen.

I retreat to my office. Work some emails. Send Andrea a long one about her intern failures last week. Miss red head is going somewhere else. This was the last straw. Her unwanted advance and ogling me was bad enough, but she got me in hot water with Anna. I look out my window at the mountains to the east. I am lost in thought as warm hands massage my neck and kisses wet my hair. Pulling her into my arms a kiss and lick. Rising carrying her to the couch I succumb to her passion. Letting the afternoon chase away. Till she leaves for school. I make sure one of the CPO drives her back to Portland.

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I play my piano, watching the city lights. missing her. wishing we were together. Live is getting better. A few days then Thanksgiving at Ray's.

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Montesano, Ray's house.

Thanksgiving is done. Boy what a party. I had thought it would be just Ray and Anna. Nope, Ray invites a herd of friends, and single guys, mostly ex-military, and woodworkers. Anna ordered four turkeys and three hams. Several wives and girlfriend help out. At least fifty people float thru. I spend the afternoon driving around with Anna dropping off meals to people who couldn't come to the house. Several older Vets' give me warnings. I smile this is Anna at her happiest. Helping other. Returning to the house after a quiet hour at a nearby park. Working our second base to shreds.

The house is neat and orderly, surprise considering the party just hour ago. Ray hands us each a glass of scotch. We toast to a great day, friends and family. Anna sits across my lap on the couch reading a book, as I watch the fire. Ray is reading a book, watch me every few minutes. I'm so relaxed, content. I slip off into sleep. Anna wakes me, leading me to her childhood room. All cream and blues, peaceful unlike Mia's. the bed is small. We change for bed. I crawl in. she spoons to me. as sleep takes me. I reflect on how my life is turning out.