Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 167

Shit. “Are you okay?” I ask.

“Yes.” She slides her hands from my neck to my chest, her eyes searing my soul. She’s scared.

For me?

For her?

For the haystack?

“Do you want to sit down?” I ask.

Ana shakes her head. “No. Dance with me.”

She wants to dance? Now?

I remain impassive as I fight to bring my fury under control, my mind replaying the last fifteen seconds in a loop.

“Dance with me,” she says again, pleading. “Dance. Christian, please.” She takes my hands while I watch the asshole make his way to the exit. Ana starts to move against me. Her warmth, her heat, brushing up against me and seeping into my veins.

It’s…distracting.

“You hit him?” I want to check that I didn’t imagine that.

“Of course I did.” My hands fist, because I want to smack him again. She continues, “I thought it was you, but his hands were hairier. Please dance with me.” Her fingers curl around my balled fists and she moves closer so I catch a trace of her scent.

Ana. Grabbing her wrists, I haul her against my body and pin her hands beneath mine. “You wanna dance? Let’s dance,” I growl in her ear, and roll my hips against her, enjoying the feel of her against my groin. I don’t let go, but when she smiles, I release her and she moves her hands up my arms to my shoulders.

We move.

Together.

Forehead against forehead.

Eye to eye.

Body to body

Soul to soul.

I keep her close.

As she relaxes, she throws her head back.

God, she’s sexy.

I spin her across the floor to watch her hair fly

Then pull her back to

I’ve never done this.

In a club.

We danced at our wedding…but

It’s liberating.

When the song changes, she’s breathless, her eyes shining.

equilibrium has returned. I must download this song onto my iPod. I think it’s called “Touch Me.”

“Can we sit?” she gasps.

“Sure.” We head

“You’ve made me rather hot and sweaty,”

wrap my arms around her. “I like you hot and sweaty. Though I prefer to make you hot and sweaty in private.” Exhilarated, we sit down. I’m relieved to see that my spilled beer has been cleaned up and replenished. As

The others are still on the dance floor. Ana takes a sip of her champagne.

“Here.” I place a glass of sparkling mineral water in front of her, and I’m relieved to watch her down the entire glass. I grab myself a beer from the ice bucket and take a long

What a night.

“What if there had been press here?” Ana asks.

I shrug. “I have expensive lawyers.”

She frowns. “But you’re not above the law, Christian.

statement. Ana takes another sip of champagne and closes her eyes. Suddenly she looks weary. I grasp her hand. “Come, let’s go. I want to get you home.”

asks Kate, as she and Elliot arrive back at the

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