Fifty shades of....fear

No Cameras Please

I look at the number again 206-537-8726. 206-537-8726.......206-537-8726 Jack Hyde cell phone number. As Jacks previous assistant i had that number memorized, there was multiple times when Jack would be late for a meeting and I desperately called that number with the hope that he wouldn't piss off our new writer. Coming out of my fog I hear Phoebe crying as my arms shifted making her lose her latch on my nipple. "Mrs Grey....Mrs Grey...Ana" Gales voice finally wakes me from my daze and I look up at her blinking serval times "no one..." I shake my head and clear my throat reaching for my tea "probably just a telemarketer " I shrug pretending as if my heart isn't about to burst from my chest. As Gale walks back to the kitchen I fix Phoebe and pull teddy close to me. Our number has changed. Since Christian and I moved into our beautiful lake house over two years ago we got a new number...our first landline...not even his work people knew the number. Who gave Jack this number? And how the hell is he out of jail.
I cuddle on the couch holding my sleeping babies and shivering in the 77 degree weather looking up only when I hear the familiar sound of bare feet hitting the wooden floor. "Now isn't this a sight to see" Christian gives me his all American boy smile and some of the tension leaves my body. A shirtless fifty walks up and kneels in front of the couch kissing the kiddos heads then looking at me "beautiful as ever ana" and there's his lips on mine...and damn if my heart doesn't stop. "Morning sleepy head" I smile at him "you must be starving can I make you something?" When Christian hears my stomach growl at the sound of food his smile fades slightly and he nods "let's get food for us? Leave the kids to sleep okay?" I chew my lip and nod okay. Walking to the kitchen I look up at Christian and come to an agreement that he doesn't need to no...if he knows that Jack has called the house then he will freak and he will burn down this entire city to get to him...he doesn't need that. He needs to focus on himself...and maybe I'm just paranoid, there's no way that could be jack. He's in jail, maybe someone took over his number. I'm still affected by that horrific September day when I went toe to toe with Jack...or should I say gun to gun. I stumble . I needed to calm down and try to not let this affect our day.  I go to the kitchen and get the ingredients to make us blueberry pancakes, I know Christian would prefer an omelet but hey 5 weeks ago I pushed a baby out of my wooha and I am going to be selfish. "How was your sleep?" I ask with my back to him as I whip the batter "were you able to sleep throughout the ni-" strong arms encircle my stomach and I smile melting into Christian "I did...but then you left and I got lonely " I smile spinning to face him. "Lonely mm? I do remember that in your original contract I wasn't even allowed to sleep in your bedroom" I tease. I squeal as Christian lifts me onto the counter walking between my legs "Christian, both Gale and Taylor are walking around" my eyes widen realizing I was only in a night gown. He shrugs and nuzzles into me. "Your so needly " I kiss his head and gently rub his back "I miss you" he mumbles and I raise a brow "I'm here silly." Grey eyes meet blue "no...I miss you and me. I miss us alone...a night away from everyone. Don't get me wrong I love the kids more then I can describe but....I miss you baby"
I smile because well I miss him too, I cup Christians cheeks and gently kiss him "how about we make plans this upcoming weekend? I'm sure your mom wouldn't mind watching the kids?" I ask kissing him again. I didn't want to leave the kids, especially little Phoebe but I figured we would be home and his mom was only minutes away...might as well. His face breaks into a smile "don't say anymore" he kisses me again and I smile. Pushing him off me I turn to start the pancakes. "Now you sir go sit" I hand him his cup of coffee. "I can't focus with your naked chest around me" I smirk giving him a wink. "You'll be the death of me" Christian grunts and I turn to stick my tongue out at him but stop. In our massive window wall I think I see a flash of a camera and dark brown hair "what is it?" Christian asks. I shake my head "nothing...nothing" I look at him "just thinking about how I can't wait for the 6week band to be up" yeah distract him....distract him