Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 85

Her ankles!

They’re probably marked, too.

Shit.

Reaching down, I grasp her ankle and gently ease her foot onto my lap. She swivels in her seat and faces me. “I want the other one, too.” I need to see for myself. She looks toward Taylor and Ferreux.

She’s shy?

What does she think I’m going to do?

I press the privacy screen button and it slowly rises out of the panel in front of us until we’re partitioned off from them. “I want to look at your ankles.”

She frowns and places her other foot in my lap. I skim my thumb up her instep and she squirms.

She’s ticklish. I don’t know why I haven’t registered this before.

I undo the strap on her sandal. And there it is. Another mark. Darker than those on her wrists. “Doesn’t hurt,” she says.

I’m an inconsiderate asshole.

I massage the line in the hope that it will disappear, and look back out of the window at the passing countryside. She wriggles her foot, and her sandal falls into the footwell. But I ignore it.

“Hey. What did you expect?” she asks.

She’s gazing at me as if I’ve beamed down from Mars.

I shrug. “I didn’t expect to feel like I do looking at these marks.”

“How do you feel?”

Shitty.

“Uncomfortable,” I mutter.

And I don’t really know why.

Suddenly she unbuckles her seat belt and scoots closer to me and grabs both of my hands. “It’s the hickeys I don’t like,” she hisses.

Oh.

“Mind-blowing?” Her words are a small boost to my mood and my libido.

“Yes.” She grins and curls her

“You should really

She teases me with her toes once more.

I glance at the glass. Could we…? But my lascivious thoughts are interrupted by my phone vibrating. Shit. I remove it from my shirt pocket.

It’s work. I check my watch. It’s early in Seattle.

“Barney,” I answer, while Ana tries to withdraw her feet from the close proximity of my dick. I tighten my

“Mr. Grey. There’s been a fire in the server room.”

What? “In the server room?” How the hell did that happen?

“Yes, sir.”

The servers? Fuck! “Did it activate the fire-suppression system?”

Ana removes her feet from my lap, and this time I let her.

“Yes, sir. It did.”

the button to lower the privacy glass so Taylor can hear me. “Anyone injured?”

“No, sir,” Barney responds.

“Damage?”

“Very little, from what I’ve

“I see.”

“Security were quick to call.”

“When?” I glance at my watch again.

“Just now. The fire’s out, but they want to know if we should call the fire department.”

“No, not the fire department or the

I need to think.

“Welch has just called me on the other line,” Barney says.

“Has he?”

“He’s probably trying to get ahold of you. I’ll text him.”

“Good.”

“I’m heading to Grey House now.”

“Okay. I want a detailed damage report. And a complete rundown of everyone who had access over the last five days, including the cleaning staff.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Get ahold of Andrea and get her to call

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