𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐑𝐀𝐍 ▸ Ana asked Christian how bad it could be, and so he showed her. Leaving Christian, Ana finds herself alone and running from the man who bruised her backside yet owns her heart. But Seattle is a big place, and Christian isn't...
I'd cried myself out by the time we reached Escala. I knew Christian was furious, but I was too tired to discuss it, so I suggested he pour a bath and we could bathe together before bed. As I leaned back against him in the warmth, I could feel the tension leaving Christian's body.
"I'm going to say this one and once only. No prenup and no paternity test!" he growled, his tone of voice declaring the matter closed.
"That's fine, Christian. But have a think about it. I don't mind a prenup, and I would actually like a paternity test once blip is born. You and I know it's our baby, but I'd like the proof to show everyone so there will be no questions or suspicions about it going forward. Your father was an asshole, but he is only trying to protect you. Try not to be angry at him."
"You are the kindest and forgiving person I know, baby. But what Carrick said and did today was unforgivable. Not only did he call you at best a gold digger, and at worst someone openly trying to manipulate me into marriage by pretending to be pregnant, but he ruined our special day. If he had concerns, he should have been man enough to speak to me about them privately, not turning such a wonderful time for us to absolute shit."
"It wasn't ruined," I lied, not wanting Christian to tailspin into hate and blame. "It was a wonderful day with a slightly sour ending. And on the plus side, my mother behaved herself!"
Christian snorted. "There is that I suppose... Anastasia? Please don't let this spoil our wedding. I love you, baby. I don't want anything to get in the way of our happiness right now."
"It won't," I said, making a promise I knew I couldn't keep. The truth was, I was devastated by Carrick's attitude and assertions. I had hoped to enjoy a caring relationship with Christian's parents, but I doubt I would ever be able to look at Carrick the same way again. But Carrick was still Christian's father, so for his sake, I would let this go.
"Come on, let's get you to bed. Tomorrow will no doubt be a media circus."
"What do you think the chances are the media will know about our engagement and the baby?"
"Inevitable," Christian sighed.
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"Mr. Grey, Miss Steele? The press is so thick outside that I have been in touch with the Seattle PD who will be sending some officers to help keep control. I spoke to Mr. and Mrs. Adams on the drive back to The Fairmont yesterday, and instructed them to tell reception not to put through any phone calls to their suite, and only answer cell calls from known, trusted numbers."
Oh, God. I hadn't thought about the press ringing my mother, but now her name was out there, it was a distinct possibility. Taylor must have seen my dismay.
"Mrs. Adams seemed to understand how important it was for her not to make any comment."
