Chapter 32:

Six Months Later...

I open the box that Christian gave me so eagerly and gasp. I pull the dress out of the box and stroke it. It's grey with sequins, more at the top then they get less and less as the dress goes on. It's made out of a beautiful and soft material, it goes straight down but I know it will hug my figure. I look up at Christian who has an expectant yet nervous expression. "Christian, it's perfect." He breathes out a sigh of relief and I run to hug him. "Where did you get it?" He pulls back and taps his nose. "Oh my god! I don't even care I'm going to put it on now!"

"Ana we still have two hours until the event." I sigh and pout at him. "Plus we still need to take a shower." I fold my arms and raise an eyebrow at him.

"We?" He nods, walking forward and kissing me, we barely make it to the shower before we are lost in ourselves. These past six months have been a dream. Christian and I are stronger than ever and we are still very much in love. Living with him at first was a bit daunting, I didn't want to touch anything in case I broke it. But I soon learned to think of it as home and with a few girly touches that I may or may not have got permission to do I was able to feel at home in his apartment. Our apartment. When I'm finished blow drying my hair Christian plaits it into a fishtail braid, then twists it into a bun to the side of my head below my ear. The loose bits that came out I curled and applied a light smokey eye with mascara and pink lipstick. He gives me some silk grey high heels to finish off the look and when I'm not looking he puts something round my neck. "What are you doing?" I look in the mirror and gasp at the gorgeous diamond necklace he's put on me. He gives me matching earrings and I put those in. I turn around and he smiles warmly.

"Ana you look - wow. Perfect." He wraps his arms around my waist and I put mine around his neck. "I love you so much." He Eskimo kisses me and it leaves butterflies in my stomach. He looks at his watch and curses under his breath. "We're going to be late come on." He grabs my hand and drags me out of the apartment to his car. During the car ride Christian is shaking his knee and glancing down at his watch. I put my hand on his shaking knee and he looks at me.

"You ok?" He nods and when we pull up he drags me out again and into the marquee at the back of the house. "Wow." I say as we walk in. "Grace sure knows how to decorate." Speaking of the angel Grace comes up to us and pulls me into a hug, then Christian.

"I'm so glad you came. Elliot and Kate are over here." We follow her and I spot Kate looking grumpy. Her face brightens when she sees me though and I pull her into a hug.

"Why the long face Kavanagh?" She smiles sadly.

"Well it's hard to have a good time when somebody is tap dancing on your bladder!" She shouts at her bump. I just smile and press my hand to it.

"How is she?" Kate smiles tentatively and rubs her stomach.

"Still surprising but I can't wait. Elliot is so enthusiastic about her." Just as she says his name he comes practically bouncing over to us.

"Ana!" He exclaims sweeping into a bear hug.

"It's good to see you too El." Christian pats him on the back but he looks distant. I wonder what's bugging him. I take his hand and he smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes. I turn to Kate and Elliot who are gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. The baby was an accident but now they couldn't be more thrilled, they even plan to get married after the baby is born and Kate isn't as 'flabby'. Her words not mine. The night goes on and it eventually gets to the dance auction that Mia forces me to do. It gets to me and immediately I hear my man's voice.

"Five thousand." I smirk until someone else bids.

"Ten thousand." I frown and look around for the face who said it.

"Twenty thousand." Christian retorts. You show him baby.

"Fifty Thousand." There are gasps and I frantically look through the audience to find out who this guy is.

"One hundred thousand!" Christian shouts, irritated. There is silence.

Going once. Going twice. Sold! To the fancy man in the flashy tuxedo." Christian comes to the front and takes my hand, leading me off stage. The floor empties and someone brings a chair to the front of the stage, facing the audience.

"Ana, take a seat." I sit down looking warily at him.

"What's going on?" He smile and takes my hand.

"I've wanted to do this for so long."

"Do what? Christian what is it you're really freaking me out!" People chuckle at my confusion and I look around and spot Grace crying. Ok what the fuck is going on. He grins at me and takes a microphone out of his pocket. When did he get that? He takes a deep breath and starts talking.

"When you first met me I was emotionally unavailable, cold and quite frankly an arrogant bastard. I had no real connection with anyone, I was a workaholic who barely had time for his family. But when I met you I instantly saw that you were the one to bring me out of this funk that I was in. You made me see all the good in life and my heart, jesus what you did to my heart was magical. You brought me back to life and I can't thank you enough for it. I know it all sounds so cheesy but you are the one that saved me, you saved my life. You are kind and sweet and funny and so beautiful, I've seen hundreds of sunrises and sunsets but none of them compare to your beauty, they don't even come close. I've had the best fourteen months of my life and it's all down to you. You make me a better man and you're the reason I want to keep going. You are my one and only Ana and I couldn't make it if I had to live without you. What I'm trying to say is really, I am so hopelessly in love with you that when you are near me I can't breathe, you make my heart beat a thousand times a minute and I don't know if I can handle anymore without it bursting. To be honest I don't even think love describes what I feel for you. Infatuated, enamoured, passionate, smitten, they can't possibly describe the way I feel when I look at you. I wanted to ask you a question, a question I have never been so certain about. This is where I want to be, for the rest of my life. So." He gets down on one knee and pulls a small box out of his pocket, everyone gasps. "Anastasia Steele, will you do me the honour, of becoming my wife?" He has tears in his eyes when he's finished. The room is filled with anticipation, people are leaning in waiting for my answer. Tears are running down my face and probably ruining my makeup but I don't care, I take his face in my hands and smile.

"Oh Christian. My wonderful, beautiful Christian. I have never been so sure of an answer in my life. You're all I've ever wanted." I lean forward and kiss his forehead.

"So?" He looks so hopeful and I take the microphone off him.

"Yes." Everyone stands up and applauds and I hear Elliot whistle while Kate and Mia scream. He picks me up by my waist and twirls me round. When he puts me down we both have tears running down our faces. He dips me down and kisses me passionately, like our first ever public kiss that seems like years ago.

"You have made me the happiest man alive." He says, stroking my cheeks, I smile and kiss him again. He slides the ring on my finger and I gaze at it. It's absolutely beautiful.

"Christian it's gorgeous." I turn to everyone and scream, "I'm engaged!" Everyone applauds and whoops back at me. He turns to the DJ and nods. Beast of Burden starts playing and I laugh through my tears. "You sneaky bastard." He holds onto me and we start dancing, everyone slowly making their way to the dance floor. We end up having the best night ever, Coping Together got nearly five million dollars and eventually we make our way back to the apartment. When we get in he puts his hands over my eyes. "Christian!" He walks me through the apartment, up the stairs and into his bedroom. I immediately smell vanilla and when he takes his hands away I gasp. There are candles surrounding the bed and there are petals scattered across the bed and the rest of the room. I turn around and Christian is looking down at me. "Christian, this is amazing. Thank you." I say, with tears in my eyes. He moves towards me and kisses me deeply, unzipping my dress slowly, and letting it fall to the floor. He gets me naked very carefully and I undress him after. We both look at each other and soon lose ourselves. I don't know whether it's because he's my future husband or whether it's the atmosphere but it was the most passionate and loving night we've ever had. And I can't wait to be Mrs Anastasia Grey.

A/N - Hi guys! Here's the proposal! What better way to do it than in front of his entire family and friends. Let me know what you want to see happen to the couple next!

Sophie x