Fifty Shades Different

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Okay you guys!! I've gone through a rough patch. My two year relationship ended very suddenly and I wasn't expecting it and I am so sorry that I've been so terrible. But HUGE NEWS!!! Book one is slowly winding down. I'm going to let you guys to decide for me because I can't do this on my own. Should I completely go through and edit book one first and then start book two or attempt to juggle the two at once? 

We got back to Ecala quickly, Christian Grey rushing, I've never seen it before. He grinned over to me as we stepped off the elevator into the apartment grabbing my hand, towing me towards his bedroom. He closed the door behind us, it's early in the day, not even five yet. Christian looked down at me, I glanced past him at the two clothing boxes on his bed, feeling excitement bubble in my stomach. 

I threw my arms around his neck bringing his lips to mine, he ran his hands down my sides walking me back towards the door. He moved his lips down to my neck bringing my legs up and over his hips in one swift movement, the door supporting my back. I bring my hands up quickly to his hair he catches my hands and bring them over my head and brings his lips to mine. The passion in that one kiss would have been enough to keep me sated for the rest of my life, probably not, but point is made. He pulls away after a moment, setting me down, walking towards the bed. I smile to myself, he's just as excited as I am. I stand beside him by the bed, he looks down at me smiling, never breaking our eye contact as he pulls the lid off of the box sitting before me. 

It's beautiful, it's a short but very tasteful flapper dress it's all white with a twenties style cloche hat, beaded pearls, and a white boa. I look over to his box, his is the same year style pinstripe black suit, with suspenders, we match. Christian has gone all out for tonight, I look up at him with a huge grin plastered on my face, and his matches mine. 

"Twenty-Seventeen Bonnie and Clyde Baby Girl." He smiles and kisses me again lightly before pulling away. "Let's get ready, we'll be late." 

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I went with light makeup mascara, foundation and a bold red lip, to be a little more historically accurate. Christian looked amazing, I had to try very hard to keep myself from starring at him. Even though he didn't even begin to try to keep his eyes off of me, he starred mouth opened, as if he was in awe of me. Though I'm certain that is the other way around. 

"You look beautiful." He whispers, I smile and he leans his head down yet again, but before he could kiss me Taylor coughed in the doorway of the great room. Christian lifted his eyes irritability evident in them to Taylor, glaring at him expectantly. 

"A word in my office, Sir?" Taylor asked quietly, Christian nodded grudgingly at him, bringing his eyes back to mine. 

"I'll be back." He pecked my lips before following Taylor out of the room. 

There has been only one thing to change since we've been back from Virginia. Christian's been being very secretive lately, something's wrong and whatever it is he doesn't want me to know. 

I clutched Christian's hand as we hit turbulence as the plane flew into the air, Christian smiled down at me, then a bitter hint touched his eyes. He squeezed my hand and pressed his lips to my cheek, before running his nose across my jawline to my ear. 

"Do you trust me, Anastasia?" He whispered so quietly for a moment I wasn't sure he'd said anything. I looked over at him, perplexed, and interested in what he what he was about to say. 

"Of course, yes, I do." I said very quickly, his lips were by my neck, instantaneously my breath hitched in my throat. He grinned over at me, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. I giggled quietly. "Christian, where are we going?"

He pulled me into a small bedroom on his jet, scooped me up over his shoulders, bringing echoing laughs to fall from lips. He brought me to the bed, bringing me down to sit in his lap, bringing his lips right back to my ear. 

"I'm going to need you to trust me when you get home." He whispered pressing his lips against a very sensitive spot under my ear, causing me to whine quietly. "It may seem as though I'm keeping secrets. But I need you to know that everything I do when we get home, I am doing to protect you alright?" 

I nodded, unthinking, he knew what he was doing but at that moment I didn't care. I brought my hand to his holding it tightly. 

"Promise me you'll trust me." He whispered running his other hand up my thigh. 

"What are you thinking about?" He asked quietly, coming up behind me, I jumped coming back into the present. I kept my eyes trained out on the skyline of Seattle beyond the window, before glancing over at him a smile playing on my lips. 

"The plane ride home." I whispered smiling at him, he chuckled lightly placing a hand on my hip. My smile faded ever slightly, "What did Taylor need to talk to you about?"

"You promised." He frowned, I nodded understanding that he didn't want to talk about it. He kissed me ever so gently and then continued. "As for the plane, we will have plenty of time later, but right now we are running late." 

"Well then we better get going Clyde." I said laughing lightly, he smiled taking my hand. 

"After you Bonnie," He says in that voice that makes me weak at the knees. I have a feeling that tonight will be one to remember.