Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 53

I glance at my watch, curious to know what Ana is doing, and I’m tempted to call Sawyer. Frankly, there’s only so much socializing I can tolerate, but our conversation turns to the new house.

After another two rounds Elliot has us on the move again.

Taylor is ready with the SUV, and he drives us to the next venue.

A strip club.

Shit.

“Dude, don’t get uptight. This stop is in the bachelor-party rule book.” Ethan claps his hands, but his smile doesn’t reach his eyes. I think he’s just as uncomfortable as I am.

“Do not under any circumstances buy me a lap dance,” I warn Elliot. And I’m reminded of a time, not too long ago, when I was in the dark depths of a private club in Seattle.

Where anything goes.

That was a lifetime ago.

Elliot laughs. “What happens in Vancouver stays in Vancouver.” He winks at me as we’re led to another VIP table. This time my brother has ordered a bottle of vodka, which arrives with ceremony: sparklers and a chorus of women in short red skirts and bikini tops that barely cover their nipples, who are all cheers and enthusiastic applause. I worry for a moment that they’re going to sit down with us, but once the shot glasses are lined up, they move on.

There are beautiful women everywhere. I watch one, a lithe blonde with dark eyes. She starts to remove her clothes with athletic grace, while doing various gymnastic moves and poses on the pole. I can’t help thinking that if she were a man, this would be an Olympic sport.

Mac is mesmerized, and I wonder if he has a partner.

“No, I’m single. Looking,” he says when I ask. His eyes return to the energetic blonde. I nod, but I’m at a loss as to what to say, because I’m in no position to offer any relationship advice. I’m still amazed that Ana has consented to be mine. In fact, she’s consented to a great many things.

I smirk as my mind catapults to thoughts of the Red Room last weekend.

Yeah.

The memory has an arousing effect on my body. I take out my phone.

“No,” Elliot says. “Put it away.”

“My

We both laugh. And I sink a shot of vodka.

“Let’s

“You don’t like it here?”

“No.”

“Jesus, you’re one uptight motherfucker.”

Dude, this is not my scene.

“Okay. We have one more stop. This was the traditional, customary part of your bachelor party. You know, it’s the unwritten law.”

“I don’t think Ana would be very impressed.”

Ethan claps me on the back and I freeze. “So don’t tell

tone puts my hackles up. “Are you fucking my sister?”

jerks his head back as if I’ve hit him. Shocked, he raises both his hands. “No. No. Dude, no offense. She’s attractive and all, but she’s just a friend.”

“Good. Keep it that way.”

He laughs, nervously, I think, and downs two shots of

My work here is done.

“You going to frighten off all her would-be boyfriends?” Elliot asks.

“Maybe.”

He rolls his eyes. “Let’s get you

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