So I am so excied after being tweeted by the one and only Erika James so I am posting two chapters. Don't forget yo check out my pintrest /thecranberries/fifty-shades-of-wonder/. Also if you're looking for fandom blogs here is mine fiftyshadesofjamiedornan dot tumblr dot com. Enjoy. Sorry about the rant.
Christian's POV:
I just found out that I have to go to Portland for business. With everything that's happening right now, I don't want to leave Anastasia, but she has to stay here for work. It's only two days, but still. I guess asking her won't be the worst thing in the world. I fire up my e-mail and send her a message.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: Vancouver
Date: January 27, 2014
To: Anastasia Steele
I have to go to Vancouver on business tomorrow. I don't suppose you'd want to come with me?
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprise Holdings Inc.
I get back to work and wait for her reply. I get really nervous. I don't want to leave her. What is something happens while I'm gone? I can take Charlie Tango, but with the threat, I can't be too careful. I am not going to tell Anastasia that I'm worried because she's relying on me.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Work
Date: January 27, 2014
To: Christian Grey
I would love to come with you, but I have a lot to get done before my last day. Do you really have to go?
Anastasia Steele, Editor
Grey Publishing
I suspected as much.
From: Christian Grey
Subject: I wish I could stay, but
Date: January 27, 2014
To: Anastasia Steele
I have no choice. It's only two days.
Christian Grey
CEO, Grey Enterprise Holding Inc.
I pick up the notes on my desk and head into my meeting.
Anastasia's POV:
I am freaking out. Christian has to go out of town for two days. What if something happens to him? I know I'm safe but what about him. I am sitting at Charlie's desk eating lunch and going over our weeks like we do every Monday.
"Is everything alright?" Charlie knows me pretty well and can always tell when I'm having an off day.
"Christian's been threatened and he has to leave for Vancouver for two days. I'm just so worried about him."
"Anastasia, I'm sure everything will be just fine."
"I just love him so much and if anything happens, I don't think I could go on."
"I know how you feel, but Christian has one of the best security teams." That gives me a huge sense of relief. As long as Taylor is there, nothing bad will happen. I say this over and over in my head. Once were done, I go into my office and make all the notes on Jamie Doran to pass his book onto another publisher. That takes me to the end of the day so I pass the file onto Charlie before meeting Christian outside.
He gives me a kiss and I snuggle into him. Both of us are silent on the car ride home we're just happy to be in each others company again. We watch a movie before dinner then Christian decides to show me the billiards room. The main focus of the room is a burgundy pool table. All of the accents that bring in colour are also a burgundy colour. I am actually very impressed. It's a beautiful room and one of my favourite parts is the record player.
"I can't believe I've never been in here."
"I know."
"So do you want to play?"
"I would love to." Before we start I flip through some of the records before finding the perfect one to play.
"Swordfishtrombones by Tom Waits. You have an outstanding taste in music baby."
"I know."
"So have you ever played before?" He says while setting up the balls.
"A couple of times." I shrug and he looks at me trying to figure out if I'm lying.
"I think you're lying."
"Afraid of a little competition?"
"Not of you." Christian mocks and I glare.
"A wager then? Unless you are scared, Mr. Grey."
"I already told you I'm not. If you're that confident, I'd love to." He smirks amused. This win is going to be very satisfying. "What are the stakes?"
"I don't suppose if I win, you won't go to Vancouver."
"I wish I could but I can't. If I win, I want a full TPE weekend." That's right all went well last week he gets to sub for me.
"Alright and if I win, I want you to fuck me on this pool table." He gazes at me excited. Christian talks over to me and hands me a cue and some chalk.
"You can break." He is clearly enjoying himself. He it so sure of himself it's a little off putting. It's time to take him down a few pegs. I smile sweetly and take the cue from him. I chalk up the end of the stick and blow the excess chalk. I notice Christian watching me so I bend over the table and carefully place the while ball. I line up my cue and hit the white ball with a swift clean stroke sending a striped ball into the far left hand pocket and scattering the rest around the table. I must admit that was one of the cleanest breaks I've ever done.
I smile a Christian and bat my lashes "I choose stripes."
"Alright." He says politely and his mouth twists in amusement. I take my next shot and the eleven goes into a pocket and the nine. I smile up at Christian, but he stares expressionlessly at me not giving anything away. Next I pocket the fifteen, but miss the next shot so it's Christian's turn.
"I could watch you bending and stretching over this table all day." He winks and smiles. "These biker shorts don't leave much to the imagination" He continues before walking over to the table. He bends over the table showing off his stomach. My eyes widen and mouth does dry. Just like me,Christian sinks four balls before pocketing the white ball.
"Big mistake, Mr. Grey." I tease and he smirks. "You're not trying to lose on purpose are you? It's the only explication for that horrible shot."
"Oh no, darling, I was just a bit distracted." he looks me up and down before winking. Maybe distraction is the key to winning this game. Hmm I could use this outfit to my advantage. I bend over giving him a great view of my cleavage before walking around to the other side of the table giving him a nice view of my backside. I take me shot and pocket the thirteen then the ten and lastly the twelve. I am still bent over when Christian grabs my backside.
"You don't play fair, do you?"
"I never said I did, Mr. Grey." I run my head to the side and give him s wink.
"Well then call your pocket." I shimmy away from him and calculate my shot I point to middle pocket on the right from where I'm standing and take my shot and it goes in.
"Did you just hustle me in pool?" Christian asks.
"I believe I did." I give him an innocent smile and his eyes grow darker, which gets me all hot and bothered. Once he sees me squirm he gives me a panty dropping smile. "Well, Miss Steele, I have never been the type of man to welch on a bet." He walks toward me and ever so slightly picks me up and places me on the edge of the table. He kisses me neck and nestles into the crook of my neck. My legs are wrapped around his waist and his firm erection is pressed into my thigh. He hooks his thumbs into my shorts pulling them down before taking off my tank top. He places me feet on the floor and I am confused at first.
"Turn around." I do as I'm told and he kisses from my shoulder blades to just above my tail bone and back up. I push backwards into him and he grabs my hips.
"Eager as always."
"Well I'm pretty sure that I won you, which means you supposed to fuck me." I say frustrated. I pull down my panties and help me out of them before taking off my bra. "Well we aim to please, Miss Steele." He pulls away and admires me. My legs are spread and I am bent over the pool table. I hear him unzip his jeans before coming back over to me. I turn my head slightly and see that he is completely naked. That was fast. He slides two fingers into me and moves them in a circular motion. It feels amazing. He pulls his fingers out and I am about to ask why when he thrusts into me, filling me. He groans and grabs my hips. He pulls out slowly before slamming into me again. He does this over and over. It's so frustrating, but I think that's the point. He increases the rhythm and my body shudders. Oh my. He goes harder and fast and I explode around him. When Christian finds his release he grasps my hips tightly and digs his fingernails into my skin. We both fall to the floor and Christian pulls me into his lap.
"That was amazing."
"Hmmm." Is all I can respond. Christian dresses me and carries me upstairs, placing me in our bed. It's pretty early, but I am exhausted. I am easily able to fall asleep.
When I wake up in the morning I stretch out and find that Christian is still beside me. I turn on my side and see that he's propped up on my elbow staring at me dressed in his gray suit white linen shirts and no tie.
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Because you are so calm when you sleep."
"Well it's really creepy." He just shrugs. "Do you have to go?"
"Yes, Anastasia, but it's only two days."
"I know." I pout and he gives me a kiss.
"I have to go now, but I'll call you when I get to the Heathman."
"Thank you." I give him a half smile and he kisses me again before grabbing his travel bag and walking out the door.
"I love you." I shout and he comes back in "I love you too." He smiles and walks away again. I drag my sorry arse out of bed and into the shower. How is it possible that I miss Christian already? We spend more time apart when we go to work. I pick up Christian's body wash and squeeze a dollop into my palm before washing myself clean. I get out of the shower and dry my hair before getting dressed. I stand and stare at all my clothes. It's crazy how much has changed since Christian. This closet is worth more than Ray's house. I put on one of my J brand outfits a navy jacket, white blouse and leather pants with my leather booties. I go downstairs and see that Gail has already made me breakfast she's about to head upstairs when I tell her to stay.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"No."
"Sit and eat."
"Alright." She grabs some of the leftover food and sits down next to me.
"Do you ever worry about him?"
"Who? Christian?"
"No, Taylor."
"All the time. His job isn't the safest in the world, but he loves it."
"I guess that's true. With everything that's going on with Christian, I don't know what to do."
"I'm sure our boys will be just fine."
"Thanks, I needed this."
"Anytime."
"How about tonight we cook dinner and you, Luke, and I can all eat together."
"I'd like that."
"Well I have to get going before I'm late." With that, Luke steps out of his office and opens the door.
"How do you do that?"
"What?"
"Know when I'm coming."
"The cameras." Oh right.
"Do you want to join Gail and I for dinner tonight?"
"Sure."
"Anything you want to eat specifically?"
"As long as there's meat, I'm good."
"I'm glad you haven't changed much."
"Well I don't plan on changing anytime soon."
"And you shouldn't want to." He smiles at me and I step out of the car and into the building. Charlie hands me my coffee before I step into my office and start taking the notes I have to on the author Jennifer Matts. The day drags on and by lunch time Christian hasn't gotten back to me and I'm worried. I try giving him a call but there's no answer. Next I call Luke.
"Anastasia."
"Can you come to my office?"
"Is everything alright?"
"I don't know." I say honestly. The other end of the phone goes dead and Luke rushes into my office a minute later.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. I'm worried, Christian hasn't called me and he promised he would."
"I've been trying to get a hold of Taylor, but his phones been turned off." Oh no, this is much worse than I thought. I open my laptop and get the number for the hotel.
"Who are you calling?"
"The Heathman."
"Hello The Heathman hotel how can I help you?"
"Hi my name is Anastasia Steele and I was wondering if Jason Taylor and Christian Grey have checked in yet."
"One second." I can hear the person on the other line typing. "No they haven't."
"Thank you." I hang up the phone and pack my bag.
"What are you doing?"
"We're going to drive to Portland."
"Don't you think that's a bit drastic?"
"No."
"We need to stop at Escala."
"Why?"
"Gail must be worried sick."
Christian's POV:
We are about an hour into our journey and I already want to go back. I hear Taylor shout before I see it. The red car slams into the left side of the Audi with enough force to push us into the safety rail. Taylor is able to get the car under control and the car slams right into the Audi again causing the safety rail to break and us to roll off the road. We flip once and twice before landing right side up we skid right into a tree. A branch goes right through the windshield scratching my face and another one just in front of my legs preventing me from moving. I look over a Taylor who is barely conscious.
"Taylor, stay awake" I shout.
"Can you move Christian?"
"No."
"I need you to call the police." I pull my phone out of my pocket and look at Taylor in amazement. How is he so calm?"
"Washington Police department what's your emergency?"
"There's been an accident."
"Alright what's your location?"
"Interstate five just after the exit for Castle Rock."
"Alright are you on the road?"
"No, we were pushed off."
"Alright, are you injured?"
"I think I'm alright, but my friend is hurt."
"The ambulance is on their way." My head starts throbbing and before I know it, everything goes black.
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