Fifty Shades of Fatherhood

Chapter 6

Christian

My day was shit. I was in such a foul mood that I decided to work from home after Flynn left. My rage consumed me since the night I kicked Ana out, and even days later the anger had not dissipated much. Ana ruined everything that we had, and this situation was enough to push me over the edge. Since Ana has been gone the nightmares have returned, leaving me with sleep deprivation and a great deal of anger.

As if my day was not already crap, Ros called turning my crappy day into a shit show. She shared that a courier vendor was breaching our contract. Since there was a shortage of cargo trailers to move our products our vendor created a bidding war, stating they will not honor the rate in our contract, but instead if we want to use their services we can pay almost triple our negotiated price. I was livid that this stunt was causing one of my divisions to miss deadlines or make last-minute alternate arrangements at an astronomical increase diminishing margins.

One of the items up for debate was one of us needed to accompany our legal counsel to discuss the breach of contract with the company's executive leadership team in Chicago. I did not have time for this crap today, but Ros reminded that she had gone on the last five ad hoc trips without complaint. Although the timing was shit for me she was right she had been pulling the bulk of the weight, and I needed to go. I thought the solitude would give me some peace of mind and help me decide what I wanted to do with Ana and the baby. I grumbled to her that I would go although I was not happy about it.

I called Andrea to send me the file of competitors to this particular vendor. My goal now was to have them concede to my will or put them out of business; I was in that kind of mood.

Taylor met me at the airfield with a bag Mrs. Jones had packed for me. I had not heard from Ana and thought that I would email her once on board the flight to let her know I would be gone overnight. I think we both needed a couple of days to gather our thoughts; I still needed to cool down. I know I owed Ana an apology for how I treated her but the other part of me was pissed she had been careless for putting us at risk for an unwanted pregnancy. I had never waned, I was always firm with Ana that I was not ready for children, I did not know if I would ever be.

Once we were in the air for 10 minutes, we hit turbulence and a storm. The wifi onboard my jet was not working, and I had no way to send Ana an email until the plane landed. I had worked, and prepared emails for items lingering in my inbox so that once I did get internet all, I had to do is send. Since the flight was long and Ana had no idea where I was, I had the pilot use his radio to get communication to Welch. The plane and helicopter communication control panels directly wired into Welch's system. The pilot relayed the message several times as the storm was causing interference. "Mr. Gray. says that his ability to communicate has been cut off and that he wants to get a message to Mrs. Gray that he had to take a last minute trip to Chicago." The pilot seemed to finally feel satisfied he successfully delivered the message, he nodded at me confirming delivery. I wanted to tell her myself, but the method just could not be helped.

Chicago was freezing and snow was blowing hard. I was texting Andrea to let her know I had landed and to find out my accommodations and schedule while in Chicago. I usually downloaded everything on my flight, but because the internet on the plane was not working I had to resort to texting her. She began to fire off the details, and mentally I cataloged them.

My cell phone rang, and it came up my bank. They only called me when they wanted funds authorized for acquisitions. We did have the pending transaction for today, and I did not need any obstacles. I stopped in front of the stairs leading to the ground it was cold and windy, and I wanted to be able to hear the conversation.