Fifty Shades Bound

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Okay. You can open your eyes," Christian says from behind me. I immediately open my eyes and my jaw drops.

In front of me is Christian holding in his hand the most gorgeous locket I have ever seen. The locket is shaped as a heart with a beautiful, cursive 'A' carved into it. He then opens it up and I become overwhelmed with emotion. He has put a picture of the two of us from our wedding on one side, and then the other side contains a picture of my most recent sonogram of Blip.

"Oh my gosh," I whisper, reaching for the locket, staring intently at the pictures. This is too much. I slowly sink to the ground and begin to cry, squeezing the locket in my hand.

"Ana! What's wrong, my love?" Christian says, worry laced in his tone. He kneels next to me and holds me in his arms while I cry into his shirt. We sit like that for minutes before I calm down, wiping away my leftover tears.

"Nothing, Christian. This is just so...so thoughtful. So perfect," I say, looking into his eyes. He gives me a shy smile and kisses my lips softly.

"You really like it?" He questions. I nod and hug him tightly.

"I love it."

"You cry too much, love," Christian teases, kissing my head. I can't help but laugh. He's right. I cry over everything.

"C'mon. Let's get you into a nice bubble bath," he says, standing up and helping me to my feet. We head into the bathroom and Christian turns on the water, pouring jasmine into the tub. I quickly strip off my clothes and look at myself in the mirror. I have gotten much too big for my liking. The stretch marks on my hips are bothering me too much. I run my fingers against them and can't help but frown. Suddenly, I feel two hands reach around me and touch my swollen belly.

"You look beautiful, Mrs. Grey. Stop making faces," he says, staring at me through the mirror. I nod and turn around, unbuttoning his shirt.

"I think I know where this is headed," Christian says knowingly. I roll my eyes and tug his shirt off of his arms.

"Demanding little thing, aren't you," he murmurs, trailing his finger down my neck towards my breasts.

"It's been too long," I reply, reaching for his belt.

Abruptly, Christian's phone goes off. He sighs, reaching into his back pocket to pull it out. He stares at it briefly before looking at me, his smile gone.

"Rain check, darling. This is important," he says, and quickly walks out of the bathroom.

I stand there for a few more seconds before moving to the bathtub and getting in, turning the water off. I don't know who that was, but I don't normally see his facial expressions change so quickly. Somethings going on that he's not telling me about. I need to ask him. I keep feeling more and more uneasy and it's not good for the baby. I'm not supposed to be stressed out. I reach for a washcloth and cover my eyes with it, sinking into the water more. Relax, Ana. Relax.