Morning never came sooner. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed a yawn pushed its way through my lips. Stretching the sleep from limbs I got up and went to the bathroom. Today is the day that I've been waiting for the day I get to see Jack.
With a slight shake of my head I went to check on Teddy he should be up in an hour for school. I grabbed a couple ingredients from the refrigerator to make a sandwich for his lunch box. As soon as I saw the eggs everything came churning up my throat. Dashing to the hall bathroom I puked my guts out. I stayed there like that, sweat running down my back, for at least half hour.
Soon enough I heard heavy footsteps walking down the hall.
"Ana." Christian called. As soon as I was about to answer him I had to bend right back over the toilet. He must have heard me,in less then a minute he was by my side grabbing my hair from my face.
Five minutes and a cup of water later it was all over.
"Lets get you back to bed. " he says softly. I started walking back to the bedroom when I remembered I was about to make lunch for Teddy.
"No I'm making lunch for Teddy. "I squeaked.
"Don't fight me on this Ana. Let Ms.Jones make it. "
Seeing his frustration growing I quickly obligued. I didn't want to fight with him anymore. Although he'd probably be palm twitchingly mad knowing what I had plan for tonight.
I laid on my side of the bed and automatically went to sleep.
I felt relaxed, the sun was shining on my skin giving it a warm glow,my hair was perfectly curled, my makeup was at a minimum but it was beautiful nonetheless. In other words I felt wonderful.
Staring back at the woman in the mirror I gave myself a small smile. I had done good. My skinny frame was covered in a red satin dress that clung to the roundness of my bottom. The dress didn't require me to where a bra so my breast were practically standing at attention due to the cold breeze. Grabbing my purse I started towards the door shutting off the lights in process.
Luckily, Christian had a meeting tonight and Teddy was staying at Kate's, so I didn't have to lie and I didn't have to worry about Teddy being alone.
The drive to Portland wasn't that long I kinda enjoyed it, listening to one of Teddy's favourite cartoon bands. I heard it before I saw, people were chatting away, some were dancing just having a good time. I guess its good to have the Foster Home reopening and the persons who were there years ago are the ones responsible.
My smile suddenly slipped as I saw him . My blood boiled he was here acting all mighty and good when he wanted nothing to do with the whole situation. He just wanted plubicity and I hated him even more for it after what he did to me.
Oh Jack. You're in for the surprise if your life. I spun the little microphone chip in my hand that I was supposed to plant on if.
How? I don't know the first damn step but I'm doing this because I love my family. So I'll find a damn way.
With a loud sigh I marched over to where he was. You go doll face my subconscious cheered. I accidentally bounced into him feigning my fall I grabbed into his neck pushing the chip directly in his skin. When his arms caught me causing me to stare at him I didn't have to pretend to be shocked. His face was scruffier than usual, his eyes were rimmed with lines that were evidently from stress or sleep deprived. He looked just as I did his eyes almost popping out of his head, anger sweeping deep below those brown orbs. With his colleagues around he kept the good guy demeanor going.
"Ms. Steele how wonderful to see you again." He started. "Its been a while hasn't it.?" Oh yes,too long. Instead I gave him a sweet smile.
"Yes. Its been what years." His eyes narrowed as if daring me to say anything about what he was occupied doing during those years.
With a silent laugh I adjusted my dress acknowledging the men around me .. They were all possible investors of the reopening of the Foster Home.
"I don't expect a woman like you to come from Foster Care." One of the men in our little circle said.
"Oh no-" I started but was cut off by Jack himself.
"No you see. Ana here is not from Foster Care her husband is." Jack said dejectedly.
"Who's that I may ask?" The man right next to me asked.
"Christian Grey." I muttered distracted at the sudden uproar of chatter.
"Speak of the devil." Jack hissed. Following his gaze I noticed the man who just walk in. His grey suit fitted his body perfectly,his copper coloured hair was styled to perfection. He look up at the crowd with a maddening smirk.
Christian!
