Chapter 10: Loose Ends

"Fuck." I toss my peach colored sundress over in the corner of my room in the pile of other dresses that have not measured up to my "Christian Grey Standards." I have to look amazing, but I can't look like I've been sitting here in a pile of clothes for three hours trying to pick something. I hear Kate come in.

"Kate!" I leap up, and run into the kitchen/livingroom.

"Kate, I need your help, I have to look perfect for this date tonight, but-" I stop myself. kate's eyes are red and puffy. She's obviously been crying. I assume it has something to do with Matt, but I've never seen her like this. She looks utterly broken. She looks at me impassively. She looks almost ghostlike, its frightening. Kate is the most expressive, passionate person I know, but this...who is this woman standing in front of me right now?

"Kate, oh my God, what happened?" I take her hand and bring her into my room and sit her on the bed next to me.

"Oh, Ana!" She puts her face in her hands and starts sobbing. I hug her tightly.

"What did that son of a bitch do to you this time?" I look her in the eyes. Imploring her to talk to me.

"I went to his apartment to try and fix things from our last argument, and when I walked in, he was fucking his secretary on his kitchen counter." My blood boils. That fucking asshole! I could kill him! I will kill him! How dare he do this to Kate. This woman is the most amazing person I know, and he does this to her? I feel my eyes start to water. To see Kate like this is so hard. She is usually so strong, tough as nails, but this is just not something I know how to handle.

"Kate, I am so sorry. But you don't want that. Kate, you are the most amazing woman I have ever met, you're kind, you're strong, you're funny, and most importantly, you never give up. You never let anything break you. You always let it make you stronger, and motivate you. Thats one of the reasons I envy you so. And you don't want someone who is too blind to see that, you want someone who will love every single part of you. Even the bad parts. You deserve someone who won't make you cry everyday but who will make you laugh, and smile, and blush everyday. Someone who will make you feel like the most special girl in the whole world. Someone to protect you from pain like this. You deserve nothing less than that." I grab a couple tissues from my bedside table, and wipe her tears.

"Ana, I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know how I didn't see it before. All of the signs were there but I still ignored them. I just didn't want to believe them. On a piece of paper he looks so perfect, but underneath he was such a monster." I wipe her nose with a tissue, and she lets out a small giggle and I relax a little bit.

"Kate, I am fully confident that you will find someone who will love you, care for you, and worship at your feet." I give her a little wink. She hugs me tight, then stands.

"I think I'm gonna make some tea and lie down for a bit." As she walks out my door she stops and looks around my messy room, she presses her lips into a hard line, like shes debating something.

"Ana…" She stops and holds up one finger. She walks out of the room and then when she comes back in, she places a black BCBG shopping bag on my bed next to me.

"Try that." She puckers her lips at me and struts out of my bedroom. That woman boggles my mind sometimes. I open the bag and in it there is a giant black box. I take the box out of the bag remove the lid, and underneath I find a beautiful black fit and flare lace dress with nude lining.

When I zip up the dress, it fits perfectly. It hugs my curves in a way that makes them look like they actually exist. When I go to look in the bag again, there is another black box. When I open it up, I see a pair of black lace pumps that match the dress perfectly. And finally there is a black leather jacket to complete the look. I stand in front of my full length mirror and for the first time, I really feel like a woman. Going on a real date with Christian, looking like this, wearing sexy clothes and sexy lingerie underneath. It all feels so real. This time we're not sneaking around, or worrying about getting in trouble. The restraining order that he was forced to sign expired two years ago, so theres nothing to worry about. Although, even if it hadn't I would probably rip it up. I know that its crazy to do this though. When I think about what he said to me all those years ago, I haven't forgotten one word of it. It still stings to this day. I'm not sure why, but even after he said that, I still didn't hate him. I couldnt. Those words weren't him. I knew that at the time, but so much has happened since then. Just in my life. God knows what has happened to him since. What if he has a girlfriend?! No. He would not have asked me to dinner if he did. Would he? I don't even know this man anymore. I barely knew him when I was sixteen. And now, seven years later, I still feel connected to him. I am not going to read too much into this, we're just going to dinner. Thats all. 'Yeah, thats why your entire outfit, including your underwear is made out of lace.' My inner bitch has not shut up ever since I agreed to go on this date. Constantly making snide remarks about why I shouldn't go. Well fuck her.

As I finish putting on my lipstick, I hear the doorbell ring, I quickly grab my things so that I don't have to endure raging tension of Kate answering the door. But of course, she beats me to it. When I run out of my room, I see Christian, standing there in an amazing black suit. He looks more handsome than he did the first time I saw him. I can feel my face flushing already.

"Hi." I murmer breathlessly. He walks over, takes my hand and kisses it.

"Ana, you're so beautiful." And he gives me his gorgeous, dazzling, bright eyed smile. And I practically swoon at his feet.

"Hungry?" I bite my lip and nod.

Christian takes me to a restaurant called Canlis. It is beautifully decorated, and dimly lit, with beautiful views of Seattle. Christian has booked us a private dining room just for the two of us. As soon as I open the menu, I already feel guilty, no matter what I order. Christian orders us a bottle of Cristal, and it is the most delicious drink that has ever touched my lips.

"Christian, this is amazing, thank you."

"The pleasure is all mine Miss Steele." His lips twitch with a smile.

"Christian, what is your book about?" Christian's face falls, and the light and playful atmosphere has vanished, and he is suddenly very serious.

"It's about a young English teacher who loses control, and takes advantage of one of his female students."

"So it's about you and me?" I am horrified. How could he not ask my permission? Doesn't he care about how it would effect me?

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't put either of our names in the book." Oh? Why the fuck didn't he start with that?! God, I've been freaking out over that!

"So it's not really your memoirs."

"No I guess not really, but it is based on us." I'm not sure if I should be mad, or flattered that he took so much time to write about me, about us. Did I really mean that much to him? If I knew that I did, I never would have let him go in the first place.

"Why did you have to do that Christian?" I reach across the table and take his hand in mine.

"It just seemed like it would make a good story I guess." He shrugs.

"No, I mean why did you have to ruin everything? Why did you have to tell the principal, and the cops? We could've figured it out together." Christian sighs, his thumb caressing my hand.

"Ana, what I did was wrong, and you were getting too attached. As was I. And I knew that you wouldn't let go until it was literally impossible for you to hold on. I deserved much worse than what I actually got. I should've gone to prison Ana, if my dad wasn't the top attorney in the state, I probably would've. But being away from you felt like being locked in a cell anyway."

"Wait, you never went to jail?!" What the fuck, Ray told me that he got twenty years!

"No Ana, I didn't."

"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you try to talk to me?"

"I did try a few times, not very hard, I always ended up stopping myself. I couldn't let my own selfish desires keep you from your life. You needed to grow up, to finish high school normally, without any distractions and to figure out who you were in the world, without me getting in the way. But you were always on my mind. Thats how I started writing. A lot of it at first was just personal stuff, and then I got this idea about a book. And then a few months ago, when I called SIP to check on getting it published, you answered the phone, and I couldn't believe it. I knew it had to be a sign." Holy shit. I talked to Christian? No I didn't, I have no memory of that.

"Uh, no you didn't?" Christian laughs, I think he's blushing a little bit too.

"I got scared so I hung up." He is gushing. He looks so adorable. But this is all so much to take in. I haven't spoken to this man in seven years and the last time I did, it was in a pretty fucked up situation. And there's no guarantee that it will be any better this time.

"So what is it exactly that you want Christian?" I take my hand from his and place it back in my lap. I don't want him touching me. Well I do, but I need to think clearly in order to move forward. I take another big gulp of Cristal. 'So much for thinking clearly.' I tell my inner bitch to fuck off.

"You. You'll do." I flush scarlet red. He knows how to set my blood racing. Christian stands gracefully from his seat, and holds out his hand, gesturing me to dance with him. Cyndi Lauper's 'Time After Time' is playing in the background. He spins me so that my dress twirls around with me. He pulls me to him, holding me up tight against his chest, as we sway back and forth. I rest my head against chest. This feels like home. I have never felt safer, more in my element, more in love, than I do right at this very moment. My love for him never went away, it was just put on pause until the right moment. And this, this right here is the right moment. I want tell him, but the last time that happened it didn't go so well. I don't want to ruin our evening. I'll just let him hold me til 'the drum beats out of time.' As the song finishes, he takes my head in his hands, his eyes searching mine, and I think he is asking my permission. I give him the slightest of nods, and he kisses me. He starts soft, and it slowly grows into the most passionate kiss I have ever had, not that there were a lot, but this, this is unlike anything I have ever experienced. My head is spinning, I'm not sure if its from the kiss, or the Champagne, or the fact that I'm with this man who I have loved for the first time in seven years, but its all so much, I feel like I'm some kind of euphoric dream, a dream that I don't ever want to end. And all too soon, he pulls away from me.

"As much as I'd like to stay in here and kiss you for hours, its late, and you need to get home." I pout at him.

"I'm not ready to go home yet." I kiss him again, and he pulls away, again. Dammit Christian!

"Me neither, but you've had too much Champagne, a gentleman would not take advantage of a young woman under such circumstances." I raise an eyebrow at him. The irony is not lost on either of us.

Christian and I have been sitting in his car outside of my apartment for at least five minutes, just gazing at at each other. Neither of us wants to go, and despite my valiant efforts, he refuses to come upstairs with me. I kiss him once more, and I reach for his jacket, and he stops me. He shakes his head, tuts and sighs. He gracefully climbs out of his gorgeous Audi R8, and walks around the front to open my door for me. I roll my eyes and he glares at me.

"Please don't go." I take his hands in mine and caress them with my fingertips.

"I will see you tomorrow. Okay?" I nod sulkily.

"Laters baby." He kisses me and I walk up the steps, as I am about to put my keys in the door, I hear a weird sound coming from Christian's car. He is trying to start his car, but it won't budge. This Is perfect! Please God, oh please don't let his car start! He looks up at me and our eyes lock. We both smile, and I gesture for him to come inside, and he finally gives in.

While Christian waits for his brother Elliot to come and pick him up, I decide to make him some tea. Kate is sitting in the living room with him and I can feel the tension from here. She has been staring him down ever since he walked through the door. I don't really get what Kate's deal his with Christian, whenever I talk about him she seems excited and then when he's around, shes like a mother hen. It's bizarre to be around. I hear the doorbell ring, Kate goes to answer the door, and when she does, the entire atmosphere in the room changes.

"Hi, I'm Kate."

"Elliot, very nice to meet you Kate." They shake hands, for an oddly long period of time. Their eyes never leaving each other's. Then Kate seems to remember herself.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, please come in, Elliot." I sit down next to Christian on the couch, and hand him his cup of tea, we look at each other. He can see it too, they like each other.

"Kate, that's a beautiful name, when I first saw you I was worried that you were the beautiful girl my brother was talking about seeing tonight." Kate's face goes cherry red. I have never seen Kate so affected by a man before, at least not in a positive way.

"Well thats very sweet, but no, thats Ana." She gestures over to me, and they are both briefly pulled out of their bubble as their attention is drawn towards me and Christian.

"Hey bro!" Elliot nods to Christian. Christian stands, and my heart sinks. He's really leaving. Maybe if I can delay Elliot a little, I can delay Christian too.

"Elliot, would you like some tea?" I widen my eyes at him, imploring him to say yes, he smiles at me, he seems to understand what I am trying to do.

"Sure, love some." He looks down at Kate who is still gazing up at him.

We have all been sitting in the living room for about 45 minutes, getting to know each other, although Kate and Elliot still seem to be drifting off into their own little world, while Christian and I do the same.

"You think they like each other?" Christian nods surreptitiously over to Kate and Elliot, when I look over, their faces are practically touching. I giggle.

"Maybe a little." I lean in and kiss him, and to my surprise, he returns the kiss, but it is brief. Obviously he doesn't want to be making out with me while his brother is five feet away, which I guess is understandable, but nonetheless frustrating.

"I gotta go." His fingers caressing my face.

"I know." He kisses my forehead and stands.

"Elliot." Elliot does not respond to Christian, he is lost in Kates eyes, not that I blame him, she does have the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen.

"Elliot!" This time he looks over, a little guiltily I think.

"We need to go, its getting late." Elliot gives Christian a "thanks for blowing up my spot bro!" glare.

"It was so nice to meet you Kate." Elliot stands, holding out his hand for Kate who stands with him.

"You too Elliot." She smiles her biggest smile I've seen in weeks. And it makes me so happy to see her that happy. Elliot grabs a pen out of his back pocket, and writes what I assume is his number on Kate's hand.

"Call me?" Kate nods quickly. I can see her excitement. Elliot kisses her on the cheek briefly. When I turn to Christian, he is staring at me. He kisses me chasely.

"Tomorrow?" I nod quickly. And just like that, they're both gone.

Christian and I have gone out every day for the last month, so have Kate and Elliot, but since I've been suspended from SIP, I don't really have a lot of other stuff going on. Tonight we went to see a movie, its so nice to be able to go out in public with him, to hold his hand, to let him kiss me for all the world to see, so that everyone can know that I am his and he is mine. On our way home, Christian and I are reminiscing about the time that I fell on top of him while I was trying to sneak out of my house. He both start laughing hysterically but are halted by my phone ringing, its Kate.

"Hey Kate, whats up?"

"Hey Ana, Can you please stop by SIP and grab my laptop for me? I left it, and I have SO much work that I have to do on there, I know it's awkward, but Jack should've gone home by now. PLEASE?!"

"Fine Kate, I'll pick up your laptop.

"Thank you Ana, I love you!"

"Love you too Kate." I hang up.

"That was Kate, she wants us to stop by SIP and pick up her laptop since its on the way home."

"Sure, no problem. Christian takes my hand and kisses it.

When I walk through the elevator doors at SIP, I can't help but get a slight chill down my spine. I feel like I'm intruding which, I guess I kind of am, seeing as I don't currently work here. When I go to Kate's desk, I see her laptop sitting right there. I grab her computer and her charger and quickly make my way back to the elevator. While I am waiting for it to arrive, I feel a hot, sweaty palm on my shoulder and I quickly jerk my head around. Fuck. It's Jack, I thought he was supposed to be gone.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing here Ana, I thought I kicked your tight little ass out of here?" Holy shit, his pupils are huge, and his breath smells of whiskey, it makes me want to vomit.

"I'm sorry Jack, I was just on my way home and Kate asked me to stop by and get her laptop. Jack gives me the wickedest of grins.

"Would you like your job back Ana?" Jack puts his hand around my waist, pulling me towards up.

"Jack, no stop." I try to push him away with one arm, seeing as my other arm is wrapped tightly around Kate's laptop, but he is too strong. He grabs me tighter and starts planting kisses against my neck, I really am going to vomit.

"Jack, get off of me!" I push harder and Kate's computer drops to the marble floor.

"Shit, no!" I broke Kate's computer! Jack pushes me so hard against the wall that I hit my head.

"Ahh! Jack, Get the fuck off of me now!" He doesn't pull away. He has me pinned to the wall, and he starts hiking up my dress. Then suddenly, I hear the elevator ping.

"Get the fuck off my girlfriend!" Christian grabs Jack and suckerpunches him. Jack falls to the floor. When he looks up and sees Christian, he looks completely dumbstruck.

"Grey?" Christian hits him again. And Again.

"Christian stop, you're gonna kill him!" I try to pull Christian off of Jack, but I clearly need to start doing more reps at the gym, or maybe start going to the gym in general.

"I swear to God, if you ever so much as look at Anastasia again, I will do exactly that. And with one more swift backhand, Christian knocks Jack unconscious.

"Are you okay?" Christian takes my face in his hands. I nod, but I can feel the adrenaline rushing and my eyes watering. He pulls me close to him, and I start weeping softly into his shoulder.

"Its okay baby, I'll take you home."

Christian has pulled out all the stops, he made me tea, examined me for any bumps or bruises, dressed/undressed me for bed, I am sitting across from him on my bed in my tshirt and underwear. I lie down, gazing up at him.

"Stay with me." He looks at me like he is having some kind internal battle. I know he wants to, I just have to push him a little further.

"Please…" I can hear my voice get all whiney. Christian rolls his eyes, slips off his shoes and lies down next to me, he holds me close, my back to his front. My heart is pounding, and I feel like I need to tell him. He needs to know eventually, why not now.

"I haven't had sex yet Christian." I hear his sharp intake of breath. I turn over so that I am facing him.

"At all?" He asks, his eyes wide. I shake my head.

"Why not?" I shrug, I guess I was waiting for the right person. I lean in and kiss him.

"I feel like this shouldn't make me happy, but it does." I giggle. I kiss him again, but more passionately this time.

"I want to do this with you, Christian." I pull him closer to me.

"Ana, you were sexually assaulted today, I don't want to do this tonight." I laugh and immediately stop when he glares at me.

"Christian, thats silly, I'm fine. I want this, and I know you do too. Please." I pull his face towards mine, and he finally gives in. I roll over so he is on top of me, and I am flashed back to the time in my bedroom when we were making out in my my bedroom and I was in my bra and pj's, only this time, I can undress him too. I take off his jacket and start to unbutton his shirt. I reach to touch him, but stop myself when I remember that last time we did this he didn't want me to touch him, I look up into his eyes, asking permission, and he takes my hand and presses on his chest, right over his heart, and I can feel his pounding heart, his expression is pained, like I'm stabbing him or something. No! i don't want to hurt him! I try to pull my hand away, but he keeps it there with his hand. He leans down and starts kissing me again, this time more violently. He takes off my tshirt so that I am naked from the waist up. He stares down at me in obvious delight, he slowly plants soft kisses between my breasts, down my torso, and slowly pulls off my panties, caressing my legs as he goes, and my body practically convulses right then. I looks at me up and down, and I oddly don't feel uncomfortable at all. He makes me feel so safe, so wanted, so loved.

"Ana, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

I pull him towards me and this time when I reach to unbuckle his belt, he makes no attempts to stop me. He is the most gorgeous man that I have ever seen. He reaches over into the pocket of his jeans and grabs a foil packet. I quirk an eyebrow up at him.

"It's always good to be prepared Anastasia." I giggle. He rolls the condom on then climbs over me, positioning himself.

"You sure, Ana?" I am getting so sick of him being so damn honorable, fuck me already!

"Please!" I writhe beneath him. He kisses me so passionately that I barely notice him sliding himself into me.

"Ahhh!" My body bows, it feels so good. Not painful at all. He moves in and out, picking up speed as he goes, the feeling just gets more and more amazing, I feel my body tightening and quivering. And out of nowhere…

"Ana!"

"Christian!" Christian and I fall apart together, and he collapses on top of me, our hearts racing, our panting frantic. That was the first time that has happened to me in seven years, and it was about 1000 times better this time. I guess good things come to those who wait.

The next morning I wake up in Christian's arms. They make me feel so warm and safe. I decide that I want to make Christian breakfast. I gently sneak out of his arms and put on his shirt. I think I'll make him chocolate chip pancakes, I am feeling very sinful after all. As I am flipping the pancakes I feel two arms snake around from behind me. I jump, he is the only person who makes me feel insanely ticklish.

"Good morning beautiful girl." He kisses the side of my cheek. I turn around to face him.

"Hello there Mr. Grey, I hope you're hungry."

"Always." He smirks a devilish grin at me. I pull his face towards mine and devour him. He tastes so delicious, I don't even know what it is, but it's amazing. He picks me up and puts me on the counter, he stands in between my legs, pushing them apart, he unbuttons his shirt and slips it off of my shoulders. He is completely shirtless, I run my hands up and down his chest, he freezes for a second but then relaxes. I move my hands to his biceps and around his back, feeling his muscles, pulling him to me. And out of nowhere he pulls out another little packet. Man, this guy is always prepared. I feels my eyes light up with excitement. I am dying to do this again! He slips off his boxer briefs and just like that the smoke alarm goes off, but we ignore it completely and we continue our morning playtime, right on the kitchen counter.

"Please stay longer." I can hear my voice getting all whiney, Christian and I have been standing over the threshold of my apartment for the past five minutes, every time he takes one step out the door, I pull up him back towards me.

"Babe, I'll be back later, I gotta go figure out what I'm gonna get you for your birthday this weekend." He gives me his evil, adorable, smirk. Oh god, knowing him, he'll probably do something ridiculously over the top and unnecessary.

"Nothing too ridiculous Christian." I look at him sternly.

"Why, Miss Steele, what ever do you mean?"

"I know you, and that is exactly what you will do, so dont!" He doesn't respond he just grabs me, and kisses me, so passionately that my knees almost give out underneath me. Its only been a month, and yet I feel like I've been with him forever. He's my everything. I want to tell him I love him, so much, but I don't want him to feel pressured. Now is not the time.

"Do I look okay?" I walk out in my brand spanking new white fitted dress that Christian bought for me, accompanied by a pair of light pink stilettos. I've decided to curl my hair and clip it over to one side. I even put on a little bit of mascara and some pink lipstick to match the shoes. Christian said he wanted me to dress up for our date tonight. It's my 23rd birthday, and he said that he wanted to make it special. But as long as I am with him, I know it will be special no matter what I am wearing. Kate and Elliot both look at me up and down, their mouths hanging open, I guess that has to be a good sign.

"Damn Ana, if I didn't already have the perfect woman, I'd snatch you right up." Elliot winks at me. Kate elbows him.

"Ow! Just kidding babe. I love you." Elliot kisses her, and Kate grins at him.

"Even though he was an ass about it, Elliot is absolutely right Ana, you look stunning!" And just as I see the clock turn from 7:59 to 8:00, I hear the doorbell ring. Wow, talk about punctual. It really pisses me off that Christian still rings the doorbell, I mean I gave him a key, and he knows we're home, he spends enough time here, I don't want him ringing the damn bell anymore! When I answer it, Christian's eyes light up. I can tell that he is in full agreement with Kate and Elliot.

"Ana-" wow, he is actually speechless, I can't help but blush a little.

"You too." I look at him up and down, he is wearing a perfectly fitted grey suite, with a matching tie. I don't even want to go out, I just want to throw him down on my bed and have my way with him right now!

"Bye guys, I'll see ya later Kate! Probably you too Elliot!" He gives me a friendly wink. Elliot is always here, not that I mind, he is my favorite boyfriend that Kate has ever had, and there have been quite a few, more than I care to count. But he is great for her, he's funny, he makes her smile, he cares about her, and most importantly he treats her the way she deserves to be treated which is more than I can say for any of the others.

"Where are we going?" We are cruising in Christian's R8, he hasn't said a word about where we're going, or what we are doing he has kept it completely under wraps.

"My new apartment." He smiles over at me, and I know that he's got something exciting planned.

"Oh, when did you move in?"

"Last week. I wanted to wait until I was completely moved in before I brought you over." We pull into a parking garage of a building called "Escala." I can already see when we walk into the lobby that it definitely costs a pretty penny to live here. But Christian has been making tons of money from his writing, I'm sure he doesn't have to worry about it. When we get into the elevator, I notice after a while that we are going very very high. When the elevator doors open, we are on the roof of the building. Holy shit! It's so far up! Christian takes my hand, and leads me over to the edge, where he has two glasses of Cristal sitting, along with a bottle chilling on the side, and a package.

"What's this?" I gesture over to the package.

"That, is your birthday present." He picks it up and takes a deep breath, then hands it to me.

"What is it?" I shake it, but hear nothing.

"Ana, you're holding it in your hands, why don't you just open it instead of asking me." He smirks at me and gives me a small peck on the cheek. He's right, stupid question. I undo the bow wrapped around the package, gently open the paper, trying not to tear it, and inside I see three copies of "Tess of the d'Urbervilles" when I look at the dates, they say published in 1891, they're first editions! Holy shit!

"Christian, what the fuck?!" My eyes shoot up at him and he has the biggest grin on his face, I think he is trying to hold in his amusement and failing tremendously,

"Why-how-when-?" I cannot manage to get a full sentence out.

"Do you like them?" He asks, do I like them? Are you fucking kidding me?!

"Yes! I love them, they're beautiful! Thank you Christian" I throw my arms around his neck, kissing him with all of the love I have for him, which is so much. He is the most amazing man, and I am so grateful that he has come back into my life. I used to wonder if what happened between us all those years ago was just one huge mistake, and now I know that it wasn't. It was just meant to happen later, and now that it has, I feel like the luckiest girl in the whole world. I hear a small ping on the ground. Did I drop something? Did Christian drop something?

"What was that?" I look around but it's almost completely dark out, so its difficult to see.

"Oh Ana, you dropped it." Christian bends down to pick something up, but I can't see what it is.

"I put it in the books to keep it safe, and look what you did, only you would do this you clumsy girl." What the hell is he talking about? What is he trying to keep safe, what did he put in the book?

"Christian, what are you talking about?" And before I even realize it, Christian is down on one knee, and I see what he is holding in his hand. It's a ring. A diamond ring. Holy fucking shit! He is on one knee and he's holding a diamond fucking ring! What the fuck?! Christian Grey, my ex-teacher is on one knee in front of me, holding a diamond ring! I don't think I can fully process it.

"Christian, what are you doing?" I can feel water gathering in the back of my eyes.

"Ana, I love you. I've loved you for a very very very very long time, what feels like an eternity. I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to say it, but I wanted it to be perfect. And I don't know where exactly we go from here, but I don't care, as long as its with you. You're my life, my whole world. You make me a better man, you make me feel like I can do anything, as long as I'm with you. And I want to feel that way, and make you feel the same way everyday for the rest of our lives, so, that said, please marry me Anastasia Steele."

Oh. My. God. Tears are streaming down my face, I can't believe he finally said it, and not only that, he proposed! He told me he loved me and proposed to me all in the same breath. I'm sure there are a million reasons why I should say no right now. We haven't had enough time, we should get to know each other better, we should think about it longer, what will my parents say, what will Kate say, what will everyone think? But frankly, I couldn't give a fuck about what anyone else things, Not a single one. The only thing thing that I can manage right now is…

"Yes. Of course I'll marry you." Christian's eyes are brighter than they have ever been, he slips the big, yet tasteful ring onto my finger, then stands, picks me up, and swings me around, kissing me with all of the love I felt for him, and now I know that he feels the same for me. He kisses me more passionately than I have ever felt before, its overwhelming, if he wasn't clutching me so tightly, I would definitely have swooned already.

"I love you too Christian, I never stopped, and I never will." Christian smiles, then he picks me up, and hoists me over his shoulder.

"Woah! Christian, what are you doing?!" He swats me on my backside. "Ow!"

"I still need to show you my apartment, besides, we should celebrate!" My belly muscles clench, I know what he's talking about. Sex with Christian has recently become my new favorite activity, even over reading. Sorry Tess!

When Christian brings me into his bedroom, it is just what you would expect. Ultra-modern, with dark blue walls, with beautiful art and furniture, and then a four poster king sized bed. Christian puts me down on the bed so that I am sitting on the end.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, you're moving in." He gives me a quick peck on the cheek. I raise my eyebrows, well okay then.

"Whatever you say sir." I kiss him back. Christian lays me down on the bed, and I cannot contain myself, grab the lapels of his jacket, and pull him on top of me, I push it off, then rip his shirt open. Christian undoes his grey tie and throws it on the bed, then rips off my dress. I am not wearing a bra or underwear, he looks up at me in shock. I shrug and give him my own devilish grin. We are all hands, arms, and legs, limbs everywhere. I unbuckle his belt and make quick work of his pants. And all of a sudden, Christian grabs both of my wrists, and ties them to the head of the bed. He makes a perfect, tight knot so that I can't move my arms. Wow. This is hot! And with one tiny whisper...

"I love you Ana."

He sinks into me, skin against skin. And I can feel our love, our connection. And I know that no matter what happens to him, or to me, or to us...nothing and no one will ever break us. I know that no matter what, he will always be mine, and I will always be his.

The End.

(Possibly)