'Morning Mrs J.' I say happily as I walk into the kitchen and Hannah follows behind me.

'Matt, show some respect.' Christian snaps at me as he emerges from his study. I look at him warily.

'I'm sorry Mrs Jones.' I mutter and keep my head down.

'It's ok Matthew.' Mrs Jones says gently and gives me a sympathetic smile. 'What can I get you to eat?'

'Please could I just have some juice?' I ask. I hear Christian take a sharp intake of breath.

'Matt, you were hungry five minutes ago.' Hannah says without thinking. I look at her and shake my head as Mrs Jones places the glass of juice in front of me and then makes herself busy. I glance at Christian who is looking at me through narrowed eyes. I gulp, what have I done wrong? He was so loving earlier. He turns and goes back into his study.

'Matthew, can I make you an omelette?' Mrs Jones asks.

'OK.' I say quietly. I suppose I'd better eat something. I leave Hannah to chat with Mrs Jones as I go and stand by the window to stare at the view. After a few minutes I feel her behind me and I turn to face her.

'Matt, what's the matter with you and Christian?' Hannah asks, direct as ever.

'I don't know.' I whisper. 'He was so good with me upstairs. I don't know what I've done to upset him.'

'Come and eat, your omelette is ready.' She says and gives me a hug. She then takes my hand as we walk to the kitchen and I climb onto a bar stool. Hannah just has a drink whilst I eat.

'Why aren't you eating?' I ask her.

'Because I had breakfast not so long ago so I'll wait until lunchtime.' She says. 'What do you want to do after you've eaten? I was going to have a cooking lesson from Mrs Jones.'

'I'll do some work and then I might go for a swim later but only if Christian will come with me, I haven't got the confidence to go on my own. Mrs Jones, why are you working today I thought you had the weekends off?' I ask.

'I'm cooking dinner for you all, your brother and sister are coming and the Kavanaghs so there will be eight of you tonight.' She says smiling at me. Oh, I really don't want to do dinner tonight. She looks nervously towards the study before saying 'Matthew will salmon be OK? That's what everyone else is eating, I'll make you some lasagne if you'd prefer.'

I look towards the study door now. 'I suppose I'd better eat what everyone else is eating.' I say quietly.

'Matthew I'd rather cook you something that you're going to eat. I'll make a lasagne as well and leave it in the fridge so that it can be microwaved if needed.' Mrs Jones says and then continues her chores. Hannah jumps down from the barstool and kisses my cheek before leaving me to finish my food. I'm almost done when I hear raised voices coming from Christian's study. Shit Hannah is in there and she's shouting at Christian. I look at Mrs Jones in alarm as we hear Hannah giving Christian a piece of her mind.

'What is your problem? Matt's poured his heart out to me upstairs and he terrified he's not good enough for you and your family and he doesn't know what he's done to upset you this time. He's going to sit through dinner tonight eating something he doesn't like just to try and please you so that you won't get angry with him. Upstairs he was happy and hungry and a few words from you and his mood has plummeted and he's now forcing himself to slowly eat an omelette because he knows he has to eat something. If you can spare the time Matt would quite like to go for a swim this afternoon with the brother he adores. He won't ask you so I am doing it for him as I think it's what he needs. He's not confident enough to go on his own and I'm not strong enough to help him if something happened so please Christian sort out whatever is going on between you to do this for him.'

I don't hear Christian's reply but Hannah leaves his study and heads straight upstairs. Mrs Jones clears my plate away and smiles at me.

'Someone had to tell him.' She says. I look at her surprised, she's normally so discreet. 'She sure must love you to stand up to The Christian Grey.'

I smile shyly 'I think she does. I'd better go and make sure she is OK.' I say and Mrs Jones nods and smiles at me.

I find Hannah in the room she has been using staring out of the window. I go up behind her and envelope her in a hug, kissing the top of her head.

'Are you OK?' I ask her.

'Yes, I hope I haven't made the situation worse between you and Christian but I couldn't sit there any longer watching you struggling to eat the first thing that you have had in thirty six hours while Mrs Jones asked what you would eat later knowing that she would be cooking something to make Christian happy but not you.' She says. 'I'm sorry but I was pretty mad.'

'I like you pretty mad.' I say, turning her to face me. I tuck her hair behind her ear and kiss her cheek. 'Come and shower with me.' I whisper and holding her hand lead her into the bathroom. I lock the door, turn the shower on and then slowly undress her. I kiss her neck, her breasts and put two fingers inside her. She is so ready but I don't want her to come like this. I quickly take my clothes off and she smiles as she looks at my erection. I shake my head at her but I'm grinning. We stand under the water hugging each other tightly. I pull away and taking the shower gel start to soap Hannah down, moving my hands over every inch of her body. Eventually I kneel in front of her and kiss her clitoris whilst my fingers circle inside her. I feel her quicken and she comes, her legs buckling as she collapses beside me. We sit on the floor of the shower, the hot water hammering down on us. Hannah traces the scar on my chest gently with her finger.

'Are you calmer?' I ask her.

'Yes, I like how you make me calm.' She whispers, smiling shyly at me. 'I want to reciprocate.'

'I'd love you to but we'll wait until later next week. I can't take any risks.' I say.

'Can I at least soap you all over?' she asks. I nod and hand her the shower gel. I sit as she massages me whilst she cleans me, it is so relaxing. 'Matt, can I shampoo your hair, I'll be gentle and I'll be careful around your scar.'

'Yes' I whisper. I don't remember the last time anyone washed my hair apart from when I have it cut. Oh it feels so good. Finally we stand once more and I rinse the remaining soap from my hair.

'I love you Hannah.' I whisper as I kiss her ear.

'I love you too.' She replies as I turn the shower off and we grab some towels. I dry myself quickly and wrapping the towel around my middle I start to dry Hannah.

'Matt, you're spoiling me.' She says giggling.

'You deserve it.' I say. 'Shall we go to the deli across the road for some lunch?'

'You can't be hungry already.'

'I am now that I'm relaxed.' I say smiling at her. We dress and head to the bedroom. 'I'll go and find my wallet and then we'll go.'

'I can pay; I've only spent a couple of hundred dollars out of all that money Christian gave me.' She says.

'It's OK baby, I'll pay. Why don't you go shopping later and buy something to wear for dinner tonight. I want you to spend that money on yourself.'

'Matt, I have stuff I can wear. I need to be careful with the money. Dad sends me some but I don't want to waste it.'

'Hannah please, go out this afternoon and treat yourself to some stuff. For once don't think how much things cost, don't even look at the price tag, if you like it then just buy it. If you need some more I'll transfer some from my account but please go out and enjoy the money.' I say and then smirking at her add 'You could get some underwear and also some bikinis for our holiday.'

She grins at me 'Would that make you happy?' she asks.

'It will when you get back later and model them for me.' I say cheekily, hugging her and kissing her neck.

'Behave yourself; otherwise I won't buy anything like that.' She says sternly trying not to laugh. 'OK, I'll go shopping after lunch.' She adds more gently this time. I go downstairs to my room and grab my wallet and phone and head into the Great Room where Hannah has just appeared.

'Ready?' I ask her.

'Yes' she replies 'Are you going to let Christian know we're going out?'

'No.' I reply

'Matt, go and see him. Otherwise he'll worry. I'll wait in the kitchen and chat with Mrs Jones.' She says kissing me on the cheek and giving me no choice. I knock on his study door which is open and he looks up, he's on the phone. He eyes me cautiously but continues his conversation. I hover at the door not sure whether I should go in or not, I'm about to turn away when Christian waves for me to come in. I walk across towards the window and look out at the city as I listen to his one-sided conversation.

'OK Ros, let me know the details.' 'I'll be in the office every day this week so we can get this sorted out.' 'No not this week, maybe from home but we'll see how it goes.' 'I'll see you Monday; enjoy the rest of the weekend.' He says before hanging up and I turn to face him.

'So you want to go for a swim.' Christian says coolly

'You're busy. It doesn't matter today maybe tomorrow.' I mutter.

'Jeez Matt, if you want to go I'll take you. You only have to say.' He says angrily. I gulp and look at him with wide eyes. I still don't know why he's angry with me.

'Don't worry I'll get Elliot to come with me sometime.' I snap and make to leave the study.

'Matt, don't go. I'm sorry, I'll be happy to take you later.' He says gently.

'Fuck Christian, you make me feel like I'm about ten with your 'I'll take you' comment. I don't want to have someone babysitting me the whole time but I haven't got the confidence to go on my own at the moment. Perhaps I'd be better off waiting a while until I'm more ready.' I say, glaring at him.

'No, I'll come with you. Is that better?' he asks. I nod. 'Would you prefer lasagne for dinner?' he now asks.

'Yes' I say quietly, looking at him warily to see his reaction.

'Matt, I'd rather you had something you like. I'm not going to force you to eat something the rest of us are having, I won't be angry. You just have to tell me.'

'You were angry with me earlier, I'm not sure why.' I say.

'I was frustrated with you. The car keys, the gun…..'

'If it's not yours whose is it?' I ask as it suddenly dawns on me. 'It belongs to the girl, the one who was following me.'

'Yes.' He says quietly.

'Fuck, why have you still got it?'

'I'd forgotten about it.' He says genuinely. 'Will you stop swearing? It will be me and Elliot that get the blame if mom hears you.'

'She's not here.' I mutter.

'No but one day you will forget and it will just come out in front of her.' He says smiling at me. 'So you and Hannah sorted everything out.'

'Yes'

'She's quite fiery when she gets going, she certainly told me what for.'

'Because she loves me.' I say smirking at him.

'Did you tell her everything?' he asks.

'Most things, apart from the money, businesses and houses. I don't feel like they're mine yet anyway.'

'You'll have to tell her eventually.' He says.

'I know. We're going to the deli across the road for some lunch and then she's going shopping. I've told her to spend the money you gave her but she's reluctant to. She's only spent a couple of hundred of it.'

'Well you've hardly spent any of the money I gave you weeks ago.' He says. I look at him surprised. 'I checked as I transferred your latest salary across to your account.'

'I've never had money to just spend before so I don't need it.' I say.

'Well it's there if you do. Sawyer is with Ana, Kate and Mia as they are sorting out wedding things and Taylor has gone to see Sophie so there's no security to go with Hannah shopping this afternoon.' He says.

'Does she need it?' I ask.

'I'd be happier if there was someone with her.'

'I can't go, I'm tiring already, once I've taken her for lunch I'll need to sleep.'

'I could take her. Mrs Jones will be here if you need help with anything.'

'Can you spare the time?' I ask.

'Yes.'

'OK thanks. You will let her spend the money from her account though won't you? Don't just take over and pay for everything. Shit she was going to get underwear and bikinis for our holiday you can't take her to do that.' I mutter.

'I can be discreet.' He says smirking.

'No.' I say 'She can shop for anything but underwear with you, in fact if you've got time can you take her for a new car. She's never had one and I was going to get her one earlier this week. I don't mind what she chooses, whatever you think is the safest. I'll transfer the money to her account for it later.'

'Sure, I like car shopping. Go and get some lunch now and then come back here. Whilst we shop you can sleep and then we'll swim when I get back. Are you happy with everyone coming for dinner tonight? I thought it would be easier than going out.'

'I'll put up with it.' I say smiling. 'We'll see you in about an hour.'

'OK, only to the deli across the road. Call me if you need anything.' He says as we leave the study together. 'Mrs Jones, please could I have some lunch, I've got a busy afternoon. See you two soon.' He says as we make our way to the elevator.

I take hold of Hannah's hand as we enter the elevator. I keep hold as we exit and walk across the foyer and out onto the street. At last I'm doing something normal. I have a huge grin on my face as we cross the road and enter the deli. We find a seat and look at the menu.

'Matt, you haven't stopped grinning since we left the apartment.' Hannah says.

'I'm so happy to be doing something normal.' I tell her.

'Did Christian not mind you coming out?' she asks.

'He didn't say anything when I told him.' I say 'Shall I go and order?'

'I'll go and order, I haven't made my mind up yet. Do you want a peppered turkey sub?'

'You know me so well already.' I say with a smile.

'I want to know you better.' She says smiling back. 'Drink?'

'Diet coke please.' I say handing her some cash.

'That surprised me; I thought you'd say milk or juice.'

'Occasionally I have diet coke.' I say smirking at her as she goes to order our lunch. I watch Hannah as she orders and waits for the food, she looks so beautiful and I can't believe that she's my girlfriend. She turns and I smile shyly at her. As she approaches with lunch she grins at me.

'What are you looking so cute for and why are you smiling shyly at me?' she asks.

'Because I'm happy and lucky to be here with the most beautiful girl in the world.' I say.

'Stop with the charm and eat.' She mutters.

'But you are.' I say 'Are you ready to have the shopping experience of your life this afternoon?'

'Matt, I'm just going to get a few things; I'm not going to blow all the money.' She says.

'Christian will make sure you spend some money.' I say smirking at her.

'Why?'

'He's coming with you. All the security are busy and I'll be sleeping, he doesn't want you going on your own.' I say.

'No. I can't shop with Christian.' She says.

'Of course you can, he's good at it. Probably better than I am. I've told him he can't take you for underwear though so he's going to take you for a car instead.' I say, which shocks her as she almost chokes on her drink.

'Matt, no. It's too much.' She stutters.

'Hannah, just learn to accept the money to buy things and the car. You'll get used to it and it will become easier in time. Please, go out with Christian this afternoon and shop like you never have before and while you're doing it think about what color car you might like. I'm sorry that I can't come with you but Christian will just be there to carry your bags and make sure you're OK.'

'Fine, if it makes you happy.' She says smiling shyly at me now.

'It will make me very happy. When your car gets delivered next week you can take me out for the day.' I say happily.

'Where do you want to go?' she asks.

'Anywhere with you. You can surprise me.' I say.

'Oh, I'll have to think. Can we plan the Hawaii trip tomorrow?'

'Sure' I say, finishing my sub and drink. 'Are you ready to head back across the road? I'm pretty exhausted now.' She nods at me and I take her hand as we leave the deli. I take my phone out of my pocket to check for messages; it wouldn't surprise me if Christian has texted to make sure we are OK. As we go to cross the road a dark car sets off causing me to pull Hannah back onto the side walk. I click the camera automatically and speed dial Christian.

'Fuck Hannah, are you OK?' I say pulling her close and hugging her.

'I think so, what happened?' she says. I see Christian emerging from Escala. He runs across the road to where we are stood.

'What's the matter?' He asks. 'My phone rang but you didn't answer when I picked up.'

'I don't know, I pressed it automatically. We were about to come back and as we set foot in the road some idiot drove and nearly ran us over.'

'Fuck Matt. I thought you'd be OK crossing one road. What were you doing?' Christian demands.

'Christian, it wasn't our fault.' Hannah pipes up. 'He just drove at us.'

'Sorry, I didn't mean to be angry with you. Did you get the license plate?'

'No, I didn't think though I had my phone in my hand and just took a photo.' I mutter.

'Good. Let's get back to the apartment and take a look. Hopefully Barney and Welch can do something with it.' He says. We make our way across the road and into the lobby area, Christian calls the lift and we travel in silence back up to the apartment.

'Matt.' Christian says as we enter the Great Room. 'You look shattered, go and get some sleep.' I nod and hand him my phone. 'Hannah I'll just make some calls and will be ready to go out in thirty minutes. Is that OK with you?'

'Yes, are you sure you can spare the time?' she asks.

'Of course. You're certainly not going out on your own now. Go and chat with Mrs Jones and I'll come and find you soon.' Christian says as he disappears into his study.

I hug Hannah and kiss her cheek. 'Christian will look after you this afternoon. Have a good time and spend plenty of money. I love you.' I say.

'I love you too.' She says hugging me back. I make my way to my room and crash out on the bed exhausted.