Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 95

Ana is quiet beside me, gazing at the scenery that’s dappled with summer sun as we speed, top down, along I-5. “Would you let me drive this?” she asks out of the blue.

Is that what she’s been thinking about?

“Of course. What’s mine is yours. If you dent it, though, I will take you into the Red Room of Pain.” I give her a wolfish grin, knowing that I’m using her spurious name for the playroom, not mine.

Her mouth drops open. “You’re kidding. You’d punish me for denting your car? You love your car more than you love me?” She sounds incredulous.

“It’s close,” I tease, reaching over to squeeze her knee. “But she doesn’t keep me warm at night.”

“I’m sure it could be arranged. You could sleep in her,” Ana retorts.

I laugh, loving her banter. “We haven’t been home one day and you’re kicking me out already?”

“Why are you so pleased?”

I flash her a quick grin, while keeping my eyes on the road. “Because this conversation is so…normal.”

Isn’t this what marriage is all about? The to and fro between us?

“Normal!” she scoffs. “Not after three weeks of marriage! Surely.”

What? My smile withers. She was serious? She’s gonna kick me out?

“I’m kidding, Christian.”

Hell. So was I!

She presses her lips together, looking sullen, then mutters, “Don’t worry, I’ll stick to the Saab.” She turns to

So much for marital banter. “Hey. What’s wrong?” I ask.

“Nothing.”

“You’re so frustrating sometimes, Ana. Tell me.”

to me, a smirk twisting her lips. “Back at you, Grey.”

I’m the problem? Me?

Shit.

“I’m trying,” I respond.

“I know. Me, too.” She smiles, and I think she’s okay. But I’m not sure. Maybe her heart is still in the Côte

Or perhaps she’s upset over the arson?

Maybe the increased security?

“Bro!” It’s Elliot who answers the front door at my parents’ home. “How’s it hanging?” He grabs

“Perpendicular,” I mutter. “How are you, Elliot?”

“It’s great to see you, hotshot. You’re looking good. You got a little sun.” Then he turns his attention to Ana. “Sister!” he

“Hello, Elliot.” She giggles, and it’s a relief to hear her laugh. He sets her down.

beautiful, Ana. He treating you well?”

“Mostly.”

“Come in.” Elliot steps aside. “Dad’s in charge of

and his BBQ skills, and we’re seated with Elliot, Kate, Mia, and Ethan. It’s weird, I’ve always felt removed from my family, not that they excluded me—it’s more that I siloed myself, to protect myself. Sitting here now, watching them laugh and tease one another—and me—and take such a keen interest in my wife and our honeymoon—I kind of regret having

Perhaps she’s

and I fondle the rings on her finger, reluctant to release her.

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