I walk into Escala fuming. How dare that bitch-troll. She may have known Christian before me but he is my Fifty now. Mine, not hers. What is it going to take to get it through that woman's head that Christian doesn't want her? And to pull this stunt at his birthday party? Poor Grace. She had no idea and now this situation was just thrown in her face. She seemed to handle it well though. I need to take my mind off of it. Gail is in the kitchen and greets me with a warm smile. I smile back, but continue on back to the bedroom.
"Ana, can I get you anything?" she calls out to me.
I come back into the kitchen dressed in my favorite silk gown and pink laced robe. "Just some tea please. I'm heading to bed soon."
Christian's arms wrap around me and I feel his breath on my neck. "I always said you should be in satin or silk. I see you opted for the silk." My silence makes him release me and sit next to me instead.
"Coffee, Mr. Grey?" Gail asks as she hands me my tea. It just the way I like it, weak and black. Christian runs his hands through his hair but politely shakes his head to Gail.
"Well if that's all then I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight you two." She walks out of the kitchen and into her own quarters. I can feel Christian's eyes on me but I just stare at my tea. I just don't know what to think anymore.
"Ana?" I feel his hand rubbing my back but I continue to ignore him. "Anastasia, please talk to me. What's wrong? I thought everything was fine, but in the car ride home you seemed..." he trails off and I take the opportunity to glance his way.
He's taken off his jacket and has unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt. I know what he's doing but I'm not in the mood. He smirks when he catches my eye. He starts to hum and I immediately pick my head up and stare at him. He laughs but then takes my face in his and kisses me hard. He softens the kiss just as I'm left wanting more. He sighs and I know my silence is killing him.
"I hate her."
"Well that was obvious." He smirks.
I narrow my eyes but continue. "She just can't leave us alone. Why can't she just go away? She always manages to make me feel like..." I pause, "like I'm nothing. Am I nothing Christian?"
He sighs and pulls me close. "You are anything but 'nothing' to me Anastasia Rose Steele. You are my 'more' and that woman is nothing to me. Please believe me. I want to marry you, not Elena. I love you."
"But am I enough?"
His shirt is wet and cold and it takes me a while before I realize I've been crying. He sighs once more, "Ana, my Ana. You are more than enough."
He kisses my head and picks me up and takes me out of the kitchen. He lays me gently on the bed and removes my robe. He teasingly kisses the spot in between my breasts, but then covers me and goes to get undressed himself. He comes back in a pair of pajama bottoms and nothing else. He turns the lights off and slips under the covers with me. I feel him pull me close, humming to himself softly. I know it's more for me than for him. I fall asleep to the sound of Christians sweet voice.
I wake up that Monday morning in the same mood I was in when I went to bed Saturday and all day Sunday. Christian is already up and I can hear him out in the kitchen talking with Gail. I glance at the time and realize I've slept later than I should and I rush to get ready. Just as I'm zipping up my skirt Christian steps into the doorway looking amazing as usual.
"Why Ms. Steele, you look beautiful today, as you do every day." I pull on my heels and walk towards him. He smiles and dips his head to kiss me. My stomach growls in protest. We both laugh and he takes my hand into the kitchen.
Gail isn't there, but there is a mixture of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and fruit laid out on the counter. I grab a little of everything and gulp it down graciously. I have no idea why but I was starving. It pleases Christian to see me eat so much and when I see his food half eaten I frown. He puts his hand up to stop my full mouth from teasing him.
"I already ate one omelet when Gail made them and I'm eating the rest of this pancake in my office after you leave." I laugh on the inside. Oh fifty. Never a crumb of food wasted with you around. I down some orange juice, check the time, and nearly faint. I've been rushing since I woke up and I'm still going to be late.
"Well breakfast was delicious. Thank Gail for me. I wish I could stay here with you longer but I have work awaiting me. Where's Sawyer?"
Sawyer appears from out of nowhere with my bag in tow. Christian nods at his number two, while I smile and tell him good morning. He's always happy to see me, or at least he smiles every time he sees me. Maybe he knows I'm not like Christian and the formality that he has with Christian isn't for me. Either way I'm grateful. I kiss Christian goodbye and head down to the garage with Sawyer.
The car ride to work is silent, and I try to keep my thoughts on what needs to be done today. I just got three new manuscripts to add to the four I was already reviewing. I might have to skip lunch. Christian won't like it, but I'll be too busy to take the time to go out and get something. We pull up and as I get out tell Sawyer that I probably won't be going out to get lunch today. He frowns but says nothing, only nodding. I walk into the building, waving at Claire as I pass by her desk.
I catch the elevator up and when it opens on my floor, Hannah is waiting patiently by my office. She has a latte in her hand and some papers in the other. I frown. Great. More work.
"These just need to be signed. They're not manuscripts, I promise." She explains. I motion towards my desk and she walks in behind me and sets the papers on my desk.
"Well I plan on working through lunch so I won't be leaving at noon. Could you run down to the deli and just grab me a sandwich to munch on?" She nods and smiles at me and I half-smile back. She walks out closing the door behind her. I turn on my computer and my inbox is empty. I grab a manuscript out of my bag and settle down in my chair to work.
It's nearly lunchtime and I decide to send Hannah out. I can't ignore the rumbling in my stomach any longer. She walks in just as I'm about to call her. "Ana, I'm heading out to lunch. Any sandwich you particularly want?"
"Maybe turkey? And a fruit cup as well, no chips please."
She just nods and waves goodbye. I've made my way through two manuscripts and I'm actually pleased with what I've done today. I hope to finish at least two more before the day's over. I lay back and stretch out. I wonder what Christian is up to. He hasn't contacted me all day. I'm tempted to call but I don't want to bother him. He's probably in a meeting anyways. I decide against it.
My phone rings after a while and my heart jumps in my throat. Fifty?
"Hey Ana, it's Claire. There's a Jose Rodriguez here to see you. Should I send him up?"
"Yes Claire, please do."
I hang up and a smile spreads across my face. I miss Jose. He's always been such a good friend to me. I know it seems that Christian likes Jose now but that's probably just for my benefit. I'm sure Christian won't be happy to know he's come to see me unexpectedly but what Christian doesn't know won't hurt him. I don't want to fight with him anymore today. My mood is already funky as it is, I don't need another fight adding to that. There's a knock at my door and Hannah emerges with Jose behind her. She sits my lunch down on my desk before rushing out of the office.
"Jose, this is a surprise. What brings you to Seattle?" I wrap my arms around him and he envelops me in tight hug. He smiles and I gesture towards a seat.
Just then Hannah comes back into the office, carrying a beautiful bouquet of white roses. I notice the card tucked neatly in the middle but I don't need to read it to know who they're from. Oh fifty.
"Ana, these came for you. I forgot to give them to you before I left. I wonder who sent them." She winks and her eyes light up; I know she knows they're from Christian. He only ever sends white roses. I quickly take them from her and set them on my desk. They're just perfect. I take the card out and it's just been typed but I know the words are his.
"Fate brought us together and no one is going to tear us apart. X" It's perfect. I feel myself blush as I turn to Jose's watchful eyes.
"Well Jose, what's up?"
"Well I was hoping to take you to lunch. You're not busy are you?"
I groan inwardly. "Actually I'm swamped. I just had Hannah run out and get me a sandwich. I'm sorry you came all this way for nothing."
Jose just smiles but says nothing. I feel so bad but I really can't leave. "Jose, maybe I could split my lunch with you? Or we could send Hannah out to get you something. I really need to stay. I'm sorry."
He starts to talk just as my inbox pings. I glance over and it's from Christian. I can't help but smile.
I look back up but Jose isn't there. "Hannah? Where's Jose?" I call out. I don't understand why he would just leave.
"He just walked out Ana. He's gone." It's strange but right now I just want to see what Christian sent me.
From: Christian Grey
Date: June 20 2011 12:36
To: Anastasia Steele
Who said romance was dead?
I hope you like the flowers. You are mine, forever and always. As always, I'm thinking of you, my beautiful fiancé. I can't wait for you to come home where you belong.
Hope your day is going better than mine.
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.
From: Anastasia Steele
Subject: Bad day?
Date: June 20 2011 12:38
To: Christian Grey
Yes sir, I received the flowers. They are beautiful, thank you.
Why are you having a bad day?
From: Christian Grey
Subject: The usual...
Date: June 20 2011 12:40
To: Anastasia Steele
Mergers and Acquisitions are never any fun.
I would much rather be at home with my fiancé.
Bored CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings
From: Anastasia Steele
Date: June 20 2011 12:43
To: Christian Grey
And what would you do with said fiancé?
From: Christian Grey
Date: June 20 2011 12:49
To: Anastasia Steele
But said fiancé is just going to have to wait and find out.
CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings
I love playful Christian. I can't wait to go home to my Fifty. I quickly eat my lunch and get back to work. I don't want to be stuck here all day.
Its ten till four and I'm ready to leave. I accomplished everything I needed to for the day and I feel successful. I still have some manuscripts to review before Wednesday, when I have my meeting with Roach to discuss what I've looked over but between now and then I'm sure I'll get it done. I text Sawyer to let him know I'm ready to leave and he replies a few minutes later informing me he's at the curb. I gather all my things, flowers included.
I inform Hannah she's free to leave now since I will no longer be here and she just smiles and thanks me. I get down to the first floor and tell Claire goodbye. She waves as I walk by and I see Sawyer waiting outside, leaning against the car. Seeing me with my bundle of flowers, he comes over to help me.
"Of course, Ana. I hope you had a good day."
"For the most part, it was."
He raises an eyebrow and I begin to explain the Jose fiasco when the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I turn around, my eyes darting in every direction. I have that uneasy feeling that someone is watching me but there's nobody there.
"Ana? You okay?"
I'm sure I'm just being paranoid. Ever since Leila I've become more conscious of my surroundings but I shouldn't overreact. I get into the SUV and ask Sawyer to just take me home.
"Would you like any music?"
"No thank you." I let the day's events run through my mind and I can't help but wonder about Jose. I hope he's okay. I get out my phone and text him.
*WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU AT LUNCH? GET BACK WITH ME PLEASE.*
I sigh. "Sawyer?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course Ana."
"Earlier today there was a man, a friend of mine, who came to see me. Did you see him?"
"What time did he arrive?"
"Umm, around noonish? I'm just asking because he left abruptly and I was wondering if you saw him leave."
"I believe I saw him. I thought I recognized him."
"Did he seem upset? I'm just concerned."
"Well he came out rather quickly, but he seemed about the same as when he went in. Although, he did just kinda stand there for a minute. Looked like he was thinking about something. But he just shook his head and took off. I didn't think anything of it."
Hmm. "Thanks Sawyer. Let's go home."
"You're welcome Ana." The rest of the drive home is quiet and I'm just glad my work day is over.
Since it's early, I decide to take a relaxing bath before Christian comes home. I start to run the water and decide to add some bubbles to my bath. I dock my iPod, putting it on shuffle and lower myself into the sweet, warm water. The only thing missing is Christian. After washing myself, I lay my head back and I can't help but think about Jose. He still hasn't replied to my text and I'm really worried about him. Before I know it, I'm calling him. I get his voicemail.
"Hey Jose, it's Ana. Just wondering if you're okay. Please call me back. Talk to you later."
"What was that about?" I scream, startled by Christian's booming voice.
"That was me calling a friend to see if he's okay."
"That was you, my naked fiancé, calling a friend, while in the tub, to see if he's okay. What's wrong with this picture Anastasia?"
"Oh Christian, please. It's nothing. I was just concerned. Relax."
"I'll relax when my fiancé stops calling would-be sexual abusers when she's naked."
"Wow. Christian, really? I thought you liked Jose now? And NOTHING happened. Just stop, okay? I'm really worried about him."
"Ana, I would just prefer it if you were clothed when you dial someone who wants what's mine."
"Christian, I'm not going to argue with you. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to get dressed."
I rise up and slip my robe over my soaked body, not bothering to tie it closed. I can feel his eyes practically ripping the robe off and throwing me on the bed, but he refrains from touching me. He follows me into the bedroom and just stands there, watching me, while I dress in some sweats and a tank top.
"I'm going to go see if dinner is ready." I just leave him there, standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
"Whatever you are cooking Gail, it smells amazing." She smiles gratefully.
"Well I'm glad you think so Ana. Its spicy Thai noodles. I was just about to tell you it's ready. Will Christian be eating somewhere else tonight?"
"No, Gail. I'll have it here, thank you." "She just nods and fixes our plates. It looks absolutely delicious.
We eat in silence. I can't tell if he's upset or angry. I really don't see the issue. "Anastasia, I want to apologize. I overreacted and I shouldn't have. I'm sorry."
I just stare at my now empty bowl. He takes my hand in his and I know he means it. I might as well tell him what's bothering me. "He showed up around lunch time, hoping he could take me to lunch. But I was just so busy; I didn't want to leave the office." I raise a hand up.
"Don't worry Christian, I sent Hannah to get a sandwich and a fruit cup for me. Anyways everything was fine. I had just received your flowers and then I got your email and when I looked up he was gone. Just like that. Without saying goodbye or anything. I haven't been able to get ahold of him since then. It's not like him. I just hope he's okay."
I look at my fifty and I know the wheels in his head are turning. "I could trace his phone? Find out where he is for you?"
I can tell it's something he thinks I'll appreciate but it's also something he really DOESN'T want to do. "No, but thank you. I'll just leave him alone."
He looks relieved and I reach out to touch his gorgeous hair. "I love you, Christian Grey."
"And I you, Anastasia Steele." He kisses my hands and then trails kisses from my wrists to my neck. He stops at my lips, his inches from mine.
"Shall we take this somewhere more private?"
"Why, certainly Sir." I give him a seductive smile and the next thing I know he's hauling me off to the Playroom.