Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 3

“I think Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell are spinning in their graves,” I observe dryly when they finish.

“I thought that was a pretty good rendition.” Elliot bows theatrically to Mia and Kate, who are laughing and applauding with exaggerated gusto. They’re definitely all inebriated. Ana giggles, looking flushed and lovely.

“We’re going home,” I tell her.

Her face falls. “I told your mother we’d stay.”

“You did? Just now?”

“Yes. She brought down a change of clothes for us. I was looking forward to sleeping in your bedroom.”

“Darling, I was really hoping you’d stay.” It’s a plea from my mother, who stands in the doorway, Carrick behind her. “Kate and Elliot are, too. I like having all my chicks under one roof.” She reaches out and clasps my hand. “And we thought we’d lost you this week.”

Muttering an expletive beneath my breath, I keep my temper in check. My siblings seem to be completely oblivious to the drama that is unfolding in front of them. I expect this cluelessness from Elliot but not from Mia.

“Stay, son. Please.” My father’s eyes bore into me, but he appears genial enough. It’s not like he’s just told me that I’m a complete and utter disappointment.

Again.

But it’s only because Ana’s giving me such an imploring look, and I know that if I leave in my present mood it will be a blight

she whispers. I smile down at her and the dark cloud that hangs over

and drags him in front of the screen. “Last song!” she

one night. She nods in agreement and I knit her fingers with mine. “Good night, all.

know we love you. We only want the best for you. I am so happy with your

Thanks.” I give her a swift peck on

tug Ana’s hand to leave as Mia puts on “Wild Thing”

not

my bedroom door and pull Ana into my arms, seeking her warmth and trying to put Carrick’s blistering rebuke

you okay?” she murmurs.

my dad. But that’s nothing new. He still treats me like

hugs me tighter. “Your father loves

I don’t want to discuss that right now.” I kiss the top of her head and she tilts

her avenging glory, threw Elena out of the house. I wonder what my mother would have said, back in the day, if she’d caught me with a girl in my room. Suddenly I’m energized by

girl in my

going to do with her?”

do with girls when I was an adolescent.” But couldn’t. Because I couldn’t bear to be touched. “Unless you’re too tired.” I trace the soft curve of her cheek

exhausted. But

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