Me and Mr. Grey….Part 13

Brenda stared out of the window. She couldn't believe they were on their way to LA, and Christian was going to actually meet Brayden. She didn't even really know, how she felt about it.

She did managed to call Julia, and tell her she was coming, and that she'd be bringing Brayden's father. Julia was shocked, because Brenda never spoke of him. Of course she had a million questions, but Brenda just told her, she'd talk to her when she got to California.

Brenda leaned back in the seat. Just a week ago it was just her, Brayden, and Tango. And life was good and comfortable. She looked over at Christian, who was on the phone. And now Christian wanted in. She was having a hard time forgetting what happened. And an even harder time at forgiving him. But she knew she had to, because he was Brayden's father. And that was never going to change.

To be honest, she knew he should've had some doubts, especially since they had only been together for a week. She just didn't like the way he handled everything. She also didn't understand why, he didn't demand a DNA test. Especially once he found out she was really pregnant. She wondered if he was secretly hoping and wishing, it wasn't his? But he seemed genuinely excited, about being a father now. There were just so many questions that needed to be answered...

Christian disconnected the call. "Brenda?"

"Hmmm?"

"Are you ok? You look to be knee deep in thought."

"I am. Why didn't you demand a DNA test?"

"Because I didn't think he was mine."

"Christian, were you secretly hoping he wasn't?"

"Maybe, I don't know. I didn't want any kids. And when there was a possibility that I had one, I didn't really know how I felt about it. Because, I didn't want to f*ck up, like my mom did."

"So why now?"

"He's mine, I know it. I can't run from him, or you. And I don't want to."

"Well, I called my sister and told her we were coming. If she's a b*tch to you, just try to overlook it. She was one to me for years. And she loves Brayden. Sometimes I wonder if I was her surrogate."

"I'll keep that in mind." He grabbed her hand.

Brenda smiled. "Are we holding hands now?"

"I've held your hand before."

"I can count how many times you've held my hand. But I can't count how many times, we've had sex."

He laughed. "Good."

"That's not good, especially if you want me to marry you."

"You want me to hold your hand? Fine I will."

"So, just like that?"

He leaned back. "Yep. If there is anything you want, just tell me."

"You should already know."

"I should but I don't. I've never been in a relationship. So, you'll have to work with me."

"So, now we are in a relationship, because you said we are?"

"Brenda, stop making things difficult. You want me, just as much as I want you."

"If Brayden wasn't yours, would you still want me?"

"Yes, I would."

His phone rung and he answered. Brenda leaned back, and put on her headphones. She had no idea what she was doing, but she knew her life would never be the same, if she married him...

They eventually land.

They are in the back of a cab, on their way to Julia's.

Christian as usual is on the phone. In a way, it was a good thing, because he wouldn't have time to get nervous. That's if he got nervous at all. She couldn't say the same for herself. She was a nervous wreck. (Would Brayden like him? Did she really want to share him? Would Julia behave? How would Christian relate to Brayden?) There were a million things running through her head.

Christian reached over and grabbed her hand. He was trying his best to reassure her, but she was still nervous. He disconnected the call and apologized.

"It's fine. You are always on the phone."

"I know. And I'm sorry."

"Well, I guess you won't have time to get nervous, because there is Julia's house."

The gate opened and they enter.

Christian looked up at the large house. "Beautiful house, it reminds me of my parents' home."

"I thought the same thing, when I first saw it."

He paid the cab driver, and they exited. Brenda looked up at him. "This is it. Are you nervous?"

He shook his head. "Anxious."

Without thinking, she grabbed his hand, and kissed him, which caught him off guard. He didn't have time to respond, because the door opened.

Brenda released his hand. "Julia….Hi." Julia just stood there staring at Christian. "Julia!"

She jumped. "Hi, I'm sorry. I had no idea, he would look exactly like Brayden, or Brayden would exactly like him? Or whatever, you know what I mean."

"Julia, this is Christian."

She smiled. "Hello, welcome to my home."

He returned her smile. "Thank you."

"Come on in."

They followed her inside. Brenda was kind of shocked, that Julia was being so...pleasant.

They walked into the great room. Brenda looked around. "So where are the children?"

"Out back."

Brenda looked at Christian, forgetting Julia was there for a moment. "Are you ready for this?"

"I was ready Thursday."

Julia interrupted. "Look, I'm really trying to be on my best behavior, because I don't want to add stress to an already stressful situation." She turned to Christian. "If you are not serious about him, just walk back out that door. He'll be fine. Because I adore him, we all do. He has enough love right here, he does not need you."

Brenda's heart started beating extremely fast. (And the b*tch shows up.) She heard Christian speak.

"I disagree. He needs me, and I need him."

Julia stared him down. "If you hurt him, I'll find you."

"You won't have to, I'll give you the address."

She smiled. "As long as we're clear. Well, let's go meet your son, it has been long enough."

Brenda shot Christian a look. He just winked and started walking.

They eventually end up in Julia's backyard. There were quite a few kids over.

Julia apologized. "I'm sorry, some of Sarah and Conner's friends came over. Brayden is over there playing in the sandbox."

Christian looked all over, but he didn't see a sandbox.

Julia touched his arm, and pointed. "Over there."

Christian's eyes fell on the little dark haired boy, filling the bucket up with sand. For a minute he couldn't move. And all of a sudden he got nervous. He was about to meet his son. His Son. This was a little much, even for him. At that moment, so many things started running through his head. (What if he was like his mother, and ruined his life? Should he do as Julia suggested, and just turn and walk back out of the door? Maybe Brayden was better off, not knowing him?) Christian stared at the sandbox, and the little boy in it. He couldn't leave. He was not like his mother.

Brenda grabbed his hand. "Are you ok?"

He nodded. "I'm fine."

"Well, let's go meet your son."

They made their way across the yard, and over to the sandbox.

Brenda yelled his name. "Brayden!"

Gray eyes look up at her. "Mommy!" He stood up, Brenda ran over, and he jumped into her arms.

"Hello Sweetheart." He wrapped his little arms around her neck, and she planted kisses all over his face.

"I missed you Mommy!"

"I missed you too!" She hugged him again. She looked at Christian. "Hey, I want you to meet someone. Can you say hello to Mr. Grey?"

Brayden looked over at Christian. "Hello."

Christian smiled. "Hello there. What were you making?"

"A mountain."

Brenda kissed his cheek. "Wow, a mountain?"

"Yes, Conner taught me."

Brenda gave Christian a little background information. "Conner is Julia's son. She has a daughter too, her name is Sarah. They are a little older than Brayden."

He nodded. His eyes never leave Brayden. Christian was so incredibly nervous. He just couldn't find the words. He still could not believe, he really had a son.

Brenda sensed that he was struggling. "Let's go inside, and get something to drink."

They all walk back to the house.

Christian, Brenda, and Brayden are sitting at the kitchen table. Christian is sipping on a bottled water, and Brayden is drinking juice.

Brenda realized, she had not seen Tango. "Brayden, where is Tango?"

"Aunt Julia took him to the groomer."

Brenda laughed. "Figures. Poor Tango."

"She said he needed it."

Brenda grinned. She looked over at Christian, then back at Brayden. "Um…Brayden…..Guess what? Mr. Grey has a helicopter."

Brayden's eyes got big. "A real one?"

"Yes, sweetheart. A real one."

Christian was never at a lost for words. He was use to talking and doing business with all types of people. But he was having a hard time, finding anything to say to this three year old. And it wasn't because he was a child, it was his child, and it was the first time he was meeting him. This feeling was strange, and he didn't know how to handle it.

Brenda touched Christian's hand. "Why don't you tell him...about your helicopter?"

Brayden spoke up, before he could say anything. "Is it big?"

Christian nodded. "It's huge. And I even named him. His name is Charlie Tango."

"Like my dog Tango!"

"Yes."

Brayden's eyes lit up. That really got him excited.

"Maybe I'll take you to see it? That's if you would like to, and if your mother doesn't mind?"

Brenda looked over at Christian. "I don't mind."

Brayden jumped up. "I have one! I can show you!"

Christian questioned him. "Ok, where is it?"

Brayden pointed. "Up there. I can't reach it."

Brenda looked up, and spotted it on top of the refrigerator. Christian stood up, and retrieved it, along with the remote.

"Would you like to go outside and fly it?"

Brayden jumped up. "Yes!" He grabbed Brenda's hand. "Come on Mommy!"

They all head back outside. The other children are playing tag football, and Brayden is showing Christian, how to fly his helicopter, at least he thinks he is. Brenda decided to leave them alone. She walked over to Julia, who was talking to her housekeeper. The housekeeper left, when Brenda walked up.

Julia looked over at Brayden and Christian. "So, how are they getting along?"

"I guess ok. I think Christian is nervous, which is crazy, because I didn't think he could get nervous."

Julia sighed. "I just hope he is serious about being a father."

"I think he is. I don't know, especially given our history, but I honestly think he is going to stay in Brayden's life."

""I hope you are right. And Brenda, how could you forgive him so quickly?"

"I don't know if I have. I know eventually I have to, because it's best for Brayden." Brenda didn't want to tell Julia the whole story, so she decided to just end it at that. She did not want Julia to know, they'd been having sex.

Julia turned her attention back to Christian and Brayden. "He is good looking, I will give him that. He almost looks better than you."

Brenda laughed.

"You two haven't started having sex again have you?"

"Of course not."

"Brenda, don't lie to me."

"Ok, maybe once."

"Brenda! What are you doing? The man left you preg-."

Brenda interrupted. "We were never together."

"So, he still left you alone, to raise his child for three years."

Brenda whispered. "I know."

"Well, why are you letting him back in your life?"

"Because I think he really intends on making things right. And Julia, you don't know everything."

"Tell me Brenda, what don't I know?"

"I don't want to get into it." And Brenda wasn't sure if she should tell her anyway, might make things worse. Hell, it would definitely make things worse. Because he had actually denied that Brayden was even his. And on top of that, he thought she was trying to con him. No, she wouldn't tell Julia anything, because she would be livid. And she really didn't want to have to deal with her too.

Brenda, Christian, and Brayden spent the rest of the afternoon together. By the time their visit was over, Christian had relaxed, and Brayden had really warmed up to him. Christian wanted to stay longer, but he promised Brenda he would have her back in time, for Diana's bachelorette party. Brenda could tell, it was really hard for him to leave Brayden. And she had never seen that side of Christian, with anyone, not even his family. He hung on Brayden's every word. She could tell he loved him already…

Part 2

Brenda and Christian are on their way back to Seattle.

"I'm happy things with you and Brayden went well."

"He is like a little version of you. He looks like me, and acts like you. You've done a good job with him."

"Thanks."

"I mean it. He is so happy, and well adjusted...different...than I was at his age. I hope I can be the father he needs."

"I have every faith that you can be."

"I don't think your sister feels like that, she hates my a**."

"No she doesn't, she is just trying to look out for us. You can't blame her, you were not around the first couple of years of his life. She's a little apprehensive."

"I know, but that will never happen again."

"I hope you mean that Christian. I don't really care about you and me. I care more about your relationship with Brayden."

"I want you both in Seattle with me."

Brenda shook her head. "You want?"

"Yes, I really want the two of you with me. I think it's where you're supposed to be."

"You're asking me to just up and leave everything?"

He turned to her. "You'd be happy, I'd make sure of it."

"How can you be certain?"

"Because I'd f*ck you everyday, and I know that would keep a smile on that gorgeous face."

Brenda laughed. "You are so gross. We are supposed to be having a serious conversation."

"Hell, I am serious."

He turned his phone on, and his message alert signal started going off.

She leaned back in her seat. "I'll just take a nap, I'm sure you'll be on the phone for the rest of this flight." She closed her eyes, but as soon as closed them, she felt him pull her to her feet. Her eyes pop open.

Christian kissed her hard. "Wrong, I'm going to be in you, for the rest of this flight." He grabbed her hand, and they head to the back of the plane.

"Where are we going?"

"To the bedroom."

"You have a bedroom on your plane?"

"I thought you knew?"

"No, I didn't."

He opened the door. "Well I do. I travel a lot, so I need it."

The bedroom was really nice. It even had a full bath. It wasn't her first time on a private jet, of this caliber. Luis had a really nice one too.

Christian pulled her shirt over her head, and unhooked her bra, then removed it. He leaned down, and took each one of her buds into his mouth. He stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt, and kissing her at the same time. He tossed his shirt, and pulled her closer, crushing her breasts against his chest. They walk over to the bed, and fall back onto it. He unfastened her jeans, then slid the zipper down.

Brenda threw her head back, and gasped as she felt his finger slip into her.

Christian leaned down and started kissing her neck, as he continued to pump his finger in and out of her.

She moaned his name, and was just about to cum, when he pulled his fingers out. He stood up, and pulled her jeans off. And her underwear followed. He quickly removed the rest of his clothes.

"Spread your legs wide, I want to look at you."

She obeyed.

He took her in. "You are beautiful."

"So are you."

"Do you touch yourself?"

Brenda grinned. "Doesn't everybody?"

"Stop. I want to be the only person, that makes you cum."

Brenda giggled. "What?"

"You heard me."

She closed her legs. "It's my body, I'll do what I want." She sat up. "Way to kill the mood, Stud."

"I didn't kill anything. My mood is fine." He reached down and stroked his erection.

"Well, mine isn't. You can't tell me what to do with my body."

"Brenda, I didn't mean it like that."

"That's how it came out."

"What I meant was, any pleasure you get, I want to be apart of it. And I would do the same."

"Is this about control?"

"No. It's about you and me." He moved closer, pushing her back onto the bed. He parted her legs, then positioned himself, pushing into her. She moaned. He grabbed her hands, and held them down against the bed, as he moved his hips at a insane pace . He buried his head into her neck, sucking...as he thrust deep into her. He could feel her body getting slicker, and her cries getting louder, as she yelled his name.

Christian moved up to her lips, and kissed her passionately. He flipped over pulling her with him, and now she's on top. She instantly took over, and started grinding her hips into him. He reached up, and grabbed her breasts, teasing the tips. He pulled her down into a kiss, and held her still, as he drove his body deeper. She cried into his mouth, as his body slapped violently up against hers. She bit his lip as she came, which sent him over the edge too.

She didn't move, she couldn't. She didn't have the energy. Christian reached down and grabbed her a**.

"Damn, you feel so good." He kissed the top of her head. "Marry me."

Brenda didn't say anything. She hated feeling the way she was feeling. It was like her body wasn't even hers, it was his. Her mouth would say one thing, but her body was saying something totally different.

"Brenda?"

She looked into his eyes.

"Marry. Me."

"Marriage is a big deal. It's more than sex Christian. And we have Brayden to think about."

He caressed her cheek. "I know all of those things."

"And you want to be with me for the rest of your life?"

"Yes."

"Why? We hardly know each other."

"I feel like I know enough about you, and all that I don't know, I'll learn."

"What if you don't like what you learn?"

"I'll deal with it."

"I don't understand, why do we have to get married?"

"Because I want you to belong to me."

"So, it's a control thing?"

"No, because I want to belong to you too. Brenda, you are an extraordinarily beautiful woman. And you don't take sh*t from anybody, including me. I never thought much about marriage, until you came along. I want you and our child with me, as a real committed family."

"It's just hard to believe that now, you are all in?"

"I am."

"And I should just say yes? After everything?"

"Yes, you should. I want Brayden to know I'm his father. I want to be everything to him and you, because the two of you are everything to me."

"But two days ago, we were nothing to you."

"I didn't know Brayden was mine Brenda. And I never forgot about you. That's why I came to the hotel that night. I had to see you. Sh*t Brenda, I can't let you go, not this time. You don't want me?"

She didn't respond, she just stared into his eyes.

Christian continued. "I know you do. I can feel it. Make my life and marry me."

"I'm not even sure if I like you Christian."

"We can work on that, just marry me."

Brenda shook her head and sighed. "This is so crazy."

"No it's not. I've missed you so much. There were a lot of times, I wanted to come and see you, but I didn't know if you were involved with someone or not."

"Why didn't you just hire someone to spy on me, you did it before?"

"Because if you were with someone, I didn't want to know."

"If that's the case, why did you come to my hotel room? I could have brought someone with me."

"Yeah, but I took a chance anyway. You were just too close. And I needed to see you."

"Christian, I just don't know what I'm supposed to say."

"Just say yes."

"It's not that simple."

"Yes, it is." He kissed her nose. "Baby, I want to be with you, and I know you want it too. Sh*t I can feel it. And I know you can too. Stop denying us, and just accept it."

"Ok, Christian."

His eyes widen. "Ok….what?"

"I'll marry you."

He smiled. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"No, and who knows the ceremony might not ever happen."

"I'm going to marry you, Brenda. And I don't even want a big production."

"Me either."

"Good, let's go to Vegas."

Brenda's eyes widen. "When?"

"Now."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"I have to go to Diana's bachelorette party."

"She'll understand. And I'll make sure you are back for the wedding."

"No, I have to be there. I promised. Let's wait until after the wedding. We could leave tomorrow night, and get married Sunday. I have to be there to support Diana. She's one of my closest friends."

Christian could see how important it was to her. And he could wait a little while longer. "Ok." He grabbed her left hand, and looked at it. "Size Five?"

She nodded.

"Brenda, you're not going to change your mind are you?"

She shook her head. "No, and don't worry, I'll sign the prenup."

"You plan on divorcing me?"

"We have to protect, both our assets. So, get your lawyer to draw up the papers, and I will gladly sign them."

"I don't think we need one."

Brenda stared at him for a moment. "Are you crazy?"

"No." She made an attempt at moving. He held her there. "No, stay. And I'm not crazy."

"Yes, you are. You are an extremely wealthy man."

"I know."

"Christian, I want to sign a prenup. I don't want anyone to think, I married you for your money."

"Who gives a f*ck what everyone else thinks?"

"Christian, I just would prefer it. I have my own money, and Brayden's future to think about too."

"Brayden will be fine. I'll make sure of that."

"I won't marry you, unless we have one."

That statement got his attention. "Ok if you insist, but once we are married what's mine is yours. And you will be very wealthy too."

"I am already very wealthy. Not your billionaire wealthy, but I can do and go where I want."

"How wealthy are you? I'm curious, that's if you don't mind telling me. "

"High Eights."

His eyes widen. "Really?"

"I married a very wealthy man and divorced him." She started laughing.

Christian grinned.

"No seriously, my father didn't leave me anything, but Julia decided to give me, what she thought was rightfully mine. It was right around the time, I found out I was pregnant."

"That was really big of her."

"I know, I tried to tell her I didn't need it. But she insisted."

"I'm sure it just felt good, doing the right thing."

"Yeah, she said something similar to that."

"So Miss Barrett, what kind of ring would you like?"

"I don't care. Surprise me."

"Ok."

Their bodies are still joined.

Christian pulled her into a kiss. "You are so warm." She felt his body stiffening, filling her again.

"I can't believe we had this whole conversation, like this."

"I rather enjoyed it. We should have all our serious conversations just like this." He flipped her over. She is now lying on her back, and he is on top.

Brenda grinned, and looked up at him. "Do you ever get tired of having sex?"

He shook his head. "Not with you. And there is so much we haven't done."

"That statement worries me."

"It shouldn't, I'd never do anything you didn't want to do."

"Yeah, like the night you came to my hotel room?"

"I apologized for that."

She smiled. "I don't forgive you."

"You will in time."

"And I'm still mad at you."

"I know, I'm mad at me too…..." He sat up and pushed her legs back, and she felt him go deeper…..

*next chapter will be up Sept 28*