In the morning I wake up because it's so hot. It takes me a moment or two to realize why. Christians head is lying on my chest, one arm on my belly and one leg over my two legs. I'm trapped and absolutely love it. So I do the next best thing I can think of: I run my fingers through his hair. Mmmmhhh, I love that feeling, I love his hair. I should do that more often. For now I can do that every night. After all, it wasn't so bad to share a bed with him. I try to untangle myself and look at the clock. Oh good, another hour to go. I lay back and look at Christian. He looks more his age, when he's sleeping. I lay my head next to his and lick my lips. I try to hold back, but that's impossible. So I kiss him. Hmm, nothing, he's still asleep.
So I get braver and kiss him longer. Suddenly he deepens the kiss, flips me over and entwines our hands above my head. After a few moments his hands are all over me, running up and down my side, caressing my breasts and kneading my ass. I'm putty in his hands and melt into his embrace. Now that's what I call a wake up call. Oh and that's what I call a morning wood. Wow, impressive. But I fight the urge to touch it and deepen our relationship. I think this needs a little more time. So I break free and try to calm down. I smile at him and peck him on the lips. He strokes my thighs and says in a low voice: „You don't know how good I slept. But my back hasn't recovered yet from the many, many, many nights on the damn couch. Maybe you can give me a little massage?" With that said, he takes my hands and puts them on the small of his back. I giggle. From this angle it's nearly impossible to give him a decent massage, but I can put a little pressure here and there. So I'm working my hands on his lower back, going slowly upwards to his shoulders. While I give him an amateurish massage, he moans and takes my head into his hands, placing soft kisses all over my face, working downwards on my neck. I'm so captured in the moment, I didn't realize he was sucking and biting. I push him away and scream: "Are you giving me a fucking hickey? What are you? Sixteen?" I rise and go to my full length mirror and examine the spot. Pheeew, just in time. If you don't know it, you don't see it. I turn around and glare at him. "The next time I give you a massage, I'll tie you up, I swear", I threaten. He chuckles. "Hey, it's not my fault, you're my favorite flavor", he says and shrugs his shoulders.
I turn around to face my closet and look for todays outfit. I chose a navy polka dot skirt, white shirt and denim jacket. I turn around and see him already staring at me. Slowly a smile spreads on my face while I untie my pants and start to drop them down slowly. His eyes widen and his mouth opens. I shake my hips to shake off my pants completely, but suddenly, I hear little footsteps and quickly put them back on again. He groans and hides his disappointed face in his hands as Tommy and Andy both burst into the bedroom. "Mommy, huuuuuuungry!" they yell and I giggle. "Just a moment boys. Go downstairs and set the table." They nod and run out of the room. "Hey, slow down!" Christian yells. "Sorry daddy!" they yell back. I chuckle one more time and take his face into my hands. "Rain check?" I ask and kiss him on his sinful lips. Then I make my way to the kitchen.
The boys have set the table and are sitting at it, complaining why the breakfast takes so long today. 'Because of distraction kids, try to be on time with a sex god in your bed capturing you in a makeout-a-thon' I think to myself. ‚Damn. I'll give you ten years and then you'll know exactly what I mean.'
"I overslept a bit. I still have to get changed, so today is a bit crazy. But Christian will bring you two to school and daycare, as usual. No worries!" I say while I flip the pancakes. After a few flips, Christian comes over to me, his hair still damp, and smiles at me. 'Distraaaaaaacting', my inner goddess whispers. But she's not the only one whispering. Christian does it to. I can hear his voice in my right ear while he hugs me from behind: "I need a big, hot, steaming cup of you this morning!" And with that said, he kisses the spot right under my ear. I'm getting goose bumps all over my body, again. He can play my body like a virtuoso.
"Ok, guys, tonight, auntie Kate will come for a sleep over, because she has an interview here in Montesano tomorrow morning. So when you are coming home from school, please tidy up the house, at least clean the living room. I will go to the grocery store on my way home", I fire off my commands as I do every morning.
I stand up, leave the breakfast mess behind me and run upstairs to get dressed. After 15 minutes I'm ready and get to my car. I drive to the office while listening to the radio. Yeah, my favorite TV channel also has a radio station. They play a lot of 70's and 80's music. I hum the melodies and half way through Middle Of The Road's 'Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep' I arrive at the office. Here we don't have a garage, nor a parking lot but I get a parking space not far away. At the office I begin my day with a giant cup of tea. After an hour of reading manuscripts, my phone rings. I look to check the caller ID. I sigh. It's him, again. Should I take the call? Oh fuck it, I'll give him an earful.
"Hello?" I say angrily.
"Oh shit, Ana, at last I hear from you! How are you? I'm soooo, soooo sorry for Sunday night. I don't know, what's got into me. I think, I had too much alcohol. Please forgive me!" José whines.
"José, you could have destroyed everything. This one time I've done something for myself and you jeopardized it", my voice cracks.
"I know, honey, I'm so sorry", he moans.
"Don't ‚honey' me. And what was this almost-kiss? José, you are my friend. I don't think I lead you to think I was interested in you", I point out.
"Ana, how about lunch today? I have to talk to you in person", he pleads in a desperate voice.
"Oh I don't know. As long as Christian is here, I would like to work overtime", I explain.
"Please?" he asks.
I sigh. Maybe it would be good to come clean with him. I think I will need every friend, when Christian finally remembers everything. "Okay. You can pick me up at one o'clock", I succumb.
"Thank you, Annie, you won't regret it!" he says and hangs up.
I try to concentrate on my work till lunchtime arrives. Oh how I love my work. I'm so happy that even in Montesano, there are two publishing houses. Today, there are really good stories. Or maybe it's my mood. After this morning it's no wonder. I'm flying like a kite since the earlier make out session. I can't stop grinning like a Cheshire cat.
At noon, Jack Hyde, our new editor, comes along and stops at my desk.
"Hello Mrs. Steele", he says.
"You can call me Ana", I say. We are all at a first name basis here.
"I'm Jack", he says and shakes hands with me. I smile. It's kind of a deja vu.
"How do you do? Do you like your work here?" he asks me.
"Oh yeah. There are interesting authors with some really good books here, especially today." I beam all over my face.
"Yes, that's right. I have some really good manuscripts here, too", he confirms. "Ana, do you want to go to lunch with me today?"
"Oh I'm sorry, I have a lunch date already", I answer.
"It's a shame. Maybe tomorrow?" he says taking no refusal.
"Yes, maybe", I reply vaguely.
"Good! Bye, Ana", he waves goodbye.
"Bye, Jack. Enjoy your meal", I shout after him.
At 12:45 PM, I get a phone call from the reception that José is here. Great. I sigh, close my eyes and take my purse to go to the entrance, where José is waiting. "Annie, there you are", he says and hugs me. He looks quite worn out with a fading black eye and some scratches and bruises on his face, neck and hands. He takes my hand and wants to go, but I shake his hands off and go beside him to a little Italian restaurant. We sit at a little table and order our lunch. After we get our red wine, he raises his glass and takes a sip.
"Mmmhh, this one is really good", he states.
"José, what do you want to talk about?" I say trying to cut the shit.
He sighs and takes my hand in his hand. "Annie, I wanted you to know, that I fell in love with you. I loved you ever since I got to know you, but you were married. Now, that you are free again, I just wanted to try my luck", he tries to explain.
"José, I don't think, I could fall in love with you. You are like my brother, but nothing more. You really should move on and find a girl who loves you like you should be loved", I declare matter of factly.
"Yes, after the disaster on Sunday I figured that out", he says and smiles weakly.
"So are we good again?" I ask and wait for an answer.
"Yes, I think so. Maybe I find somebody on Saturday", he winks at me.
"What's on Saturday?" I ask, not knowing what he means.
"Ana, the wedding? Ethan and Hannah are getting married? Don't you remember?" he asks disbelieving.
"Fuck. I totally forgot it's this Saturday. Shit. Ok, thanks for the reminder", I say.
"Your welcome."
After lunch, he accompanies me to my office and says goodbye. As I walk in, Jack stands in front of the elevators and smiles at me.
"Was that your boyfriend?" he asks casually.
"Who?" I ask puzzled.
"Your lunch date", he says.
"Oh, that was just a friend of mine", I answer.
"Oh, ok", he says as the doors open. He enters the elevator while I have to think about my meeting with José. I snap out when Jack calls me and take a step forward while simultaneously the doors close and I'm lodged between them. Fortunately, they open instantly, but I sway a little back and forth. So Jack steadies me with his hands on my waist. I thank him and sink in thought once again. Maybe I'm not that innocent, if Christian and Jack think, José is or was my boyfriend. But even if I led him to believe I'm interested in him, kiss-raping isn't ok. Arriving at our level, we each make our way back to our respective desks.
I work for another few hours and after three overtime hours I leave work and go to the grocery store. As I stroll through the aisles, I recognize the old lady with whom we had an argument the other day. She recognizes me as well, huffs and walks away while she turns up her nose. I giggle, pay for my items and go home. I'm really tired today, but I got a huge amount of work done. As I walk into my house, I smell something delicious. I go to the kitchen and find Christian cooking.
"Hey, what are you doing? It smells wonderful!" I cheer.
"Welcome home, rice ball", he says and kisses me. "I'm cooking a simple tomato sauce for the spaghetti. Ray gave me this book ‚Cooking basics for Dummies' and I tried a recipe. I think I succeeded. Do you want to try?" he asks me while giving me a spoon.
"Sure thing … mmmmmhhhh, damn, that's good!" I say after trying a spoonful. He smiles proudly. I take another spoonful and ooooopsie, a drop lands on my chin. My clumsy self greets me.
"Oops!" I say and try to look innocent. Naughty Ana is out and wants to play.
He grins and licks it clean. His tongue doesn't stop licking but makes it's way to my mouth. After a quick make out session, he tells me that Kate is upstairs and is looking after the boys and that I could tell them that dinner is ready. I smile and do so.
While eating dinner we talk about the wedding. Kate tells me, that the colors are grey and yellow. That's actually good news, because I have a grey gown and Christian has a grey suit. So we just have to buy something for our children. Kate offers me to go shopping with me.
"And where will they spent their honeymoon?" Christian asks.
„They'll travel to the city of love - Paris", Kate beams and sighs.
"Mais oui! La Tour Eiffel, comme c'est jolie!" Christian says and my eyes widen. Fuck.
"I speak French!" he says astonished. "It just came out. Do I know what I said? Yes, I do. I must have learned that in Paris. When was I in Paris?" Christian continues.
Kate answers immediately. "You remember? You were in Paris for one semester abroad!" she sighs once more. "I hope, I get there, too, one day!" she says attracting attention.
Wow, that was close. But Kate is a pro at making up stories and saved my ass. I could kiss her. I have to thank her later.
After dinner we clear the table, play some board games and we all have so much fun. Kate helps me to get the boys ready for bed and tuck them in. Thereafter we grab a pillow and a blanket and are going downstairs. She grins like her life depends on it. I blush.
"Aaaaanaaaaaa, where will Christian be sleeping?" she asks challenging. As if she doesn't know the answer already.
"In my bed", I say and blush even more.
"First base?" she asks and I nod.
"Ana! … Second base?" she asks.
"Maybe? He perhaps knows my boob size", I say and hide my face in my hands.
"Ana, you slut!" she says playfully. "Third base?"
"No. But I think, I'm on the verge of doing something. Who knows", I say don't knowing where to look.
"You don't have to be considerate of me, I'll have my ear plugs in", she says casually and pats my arm.
"KATE!" I shriek and she laughs.
She hugs me, tells me good night and makes herself comfortable. I make my way to the bathroom where I meet Christian.
"Do me a favor and get in my bed and cuddle with me all night", I say tiredly and take my toothbrush.
"We aim to please!" he says, kisses and hugs me and goes to our bedroom.
As I have finished, I recognize that I have forgotten my nightwear, which means, I have to change in front of him. A mischievous grin spreads on my face.
I go to my bedroom and notice this knowing smirk on his face. I look at his hands and see my pajamas in them. Seductively, he says: "If I remember correctly, you said something about a rain check?" I stand there and think of what to do. He pats on his lap with his free hand. Oh fuck it, he already had my tits in his hands for god's sake. I switch off the lights and he switches on the bedside lamp. He wants to see a show, he gets a show. So I unzip my skirt, sway with my hips on my way to his side of the bed, so that the skirt falls off of my body. I straddle him and then my hands take the hem of my top and lift it slowly above my head while his hands caress my waist and then my hips. I unclasp my bra and chuck it away. He looks in my eyes, having troubles holding my gaze. I giggle. I take his face in my hands and brush my lips against his. "Troubles to look me in the eyes?" I tease him. "Yeah, big, big case of breastraction", he says, still looking above my throat. I place soft kisses on his mouth and whisper: "You don't have to." He drops his head and lifts it shortly after. "I absolutely love them", he comments and I smile. "Now it's your turn", I say, take his shirt and get rid of it. So here we sit, only in our underpants, making out like teenagers.
After a while, I wrap myself around him and whisper: "I really want to sleep with you. I don't mean have sex. I mean sleep. Together. Under my blankets. In my bed. With my hand on your chest and your arm around me. With the window cracked, so it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking, just sleepy, blissfully, happy silence." And really: He stands up, opens the window just a crack, lays beside me, wraps his arm around me and takes my hand and lays my hand slowly on his chest and kisses me good night. I fucking love this man.
The food scene from the last chapter was inspired from the movie "Fried Green Tomatoes".
Although a few readers express their liking of this story, I slowly but surely get the impression you guys want Christian to get his memory back (which will happen in the end). So stick with me, you guys have to read just five more chapters! ;D
ashley . mercer . 16 - I really tried to watch the movie 'Animal House', but in the middle of it I fell asleep (my kids really are little vampires, sucking me dry). BUT: postponed is not abandoned ;). Yeah, I think Christian is now settled in so he gains his control back bit by bit and Ana has surely lost control over her kids. I think most of the teachers don't know how much impact they have on the kids. To this day, I get nightmares every now and then about my school life (and it wasn't really that bad). The scene with Mrs. Burbridge is a good job indeed, but it's not mine - it's from the 'Overboard' movie ;). Due to the fact, that this story will end in 'five days', Jack's character doesn't stand a chance to develop much, so for now he is a good guy.
Christian618 - I think, I am scared of the last chapter now, because the expectations (of Christian regaining his memory) are high! ;) And thanks for your kind words!
LeesyLou27 - I spoke with my hubby (who is a patent attorney) about it before I posted the story, and we came to the conclusion, that it's not mandatory. But he agreed to take care of any law suits ;). On the basis of the reviews I get, I think everybody knows that I use the story line of the 'Overboard' movie. BUT: Maybe I post a disclaimer at the end of the story - Just in case ;).
Guest - Yes, he is engaged to Elena - which is mentioned in the first and second chapter. In the third chapter she abandons Christian. ;)
Pielietje - As I mentioned, the food name scene was one of my favorite scenes of 'Ally McBeal'. I love it, too ;D
Grey Steele fan - Thanks for your review!
avaeva - Thanks for your review! I already wrote the story in advance, so I won't change anything, but: I hope for a good end, too! ;D
Old Soul in Wonderland - What can I say? All good things must come to an end or how we say it in German: All things have an end, only the sausage has two! ;D But I thank you so much for your kind words! I really wanted to develop the relationship step by step.
emi17 - Ana will try to confess it in chapter 12, but eventually all comes out in chapter 15 ;).