p.
“Good. I should get dressed.”
Christian’s arm tightens around me. “Don’t go.”
“Okay.” I snuggle into his side again, stunned by the fact that he’s just told me
a great deal about himself—entirely voluntarily.
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Fifty Shades Freed
As we stand at the threshold to the great room, Grace wraps me gently in her
arms.
“Ana, Ana, darling Ana,” she whispers. “Sa一ving two of my children. How can I
ever thank you?”
I blush, touched and embarrassed in equal measure by her words. Carrick
hugs me, too, kissing my forehead.
Then Mia grabs me, squashing my ribs. I wince and gasp, but she doesn’t
notice. “Thank you for sa一ving me from those assholes.”
Christian scowls at her. “Mia! Careful! She’s in pain.”
“Oh! Sorry.”
“I’m good,” I mutter, relieved when she releases me. She looks fine.
Impeccably dressed in tight black jeans and a pale pink frilly blouse. I’m glad
I’m wearing my comfortable wrap dress and flats. At least I look reasonably
presentable.
Racing over to Christian, Mia curls her arm around his waist. Wordlessly, he
hands Grace the photo. She gasps, her hand flying to her mouth to contain
her emotion as she instantly recognizes Christian. Carrick wraps his arm
around her shoulder as he, too, examines it.
“Oh, darling.” Grace caresses Christian’s cheek.
Taylor appears. “Mr. Grey? Miss Ka一vanagh, her brother, and your brother are
coming up, sir.”
Christian frowns. “Thank you, Taylor,” he mutters, bemused.
“I called Elliot and told him we were coming over.” Mia grins. “It’s a welcomehome
party.”
I sneak a sympathetic glance at my poor husband as both Grace and Carrick
glare at Mia in exasperation.
“We’d better get some food together,” I declare. “Mia, will you give me a
hand?”
“Oh, I’d love to.”
I usher her toward the kitchen area as Christian leads his parents into his
study.
Kate is apoplectic with righteous indignation that’s aimed at me, Christian,
but most of all Jack and Elizabeth.
“What were you thinking, Ana?” she shouts as she confronts me in the
kit
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