Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 10
“Elliot’sanosybastard.Butonlyaboutwhatwe’vedonesofar,”hewarns.“She’dprobablyhavemyballsifsheknewwhatIwantedtodotoyou,”headdssosoftlyI’mnotsureI’msupposedtohearit.
“Okay,”Iagreereadily,smilingupathim,relieved.ThethoughtofKatewithChristian’sballsisnotsomethingIwanttodwellon.
Hislipquirksupatme,andheshakeshishead.
“ThesoonerIhaveyoursubmissionthebetter,andwecanstopallthis,”hemurmurs.
“Stopallwhat?”
“You,defyingme.”Hereachesdownandcupsmychinandplantsaswift,sweetkissonmylipsasthedoorstotheelevatoropen.Hegrabsmyhandandleadsmeintotheundergroundgarage.
Me,defyinghim…how?
Besidetheelevator,Icanseetheblack4x4Audi,butit’sthesleekblacksportynumberthatblipsopenandlightsupwhenhepointsthekeyfobatit.It’soneofthosecarsthatshouldhaveaveryleggyblonde,wearingnothingbutasash,sprawledacrossthehood.
“Nicecar,”Imurmurdryly.
Heglancesupandgrins.
“Iknow,”hesays,andforasplitsecondsweet,young,carefreeChristianisback.Itwarmsmyheart.He’ssoexcited.Boysandtheirtoys.Irollmyeyesathimbutcan’tstiflemysmile.HeopensthedoorformeandIclimbin.Whoa…it’slow.Hemovesaroundthecarwitheasygrace,andfoldshislongframeelegantlyinbesideme.Howdoeshedothat?
“Sowhatsortofcaristhis?”
“It’sanAudiR8Spyder.It’salovelyday;wecantakethetopdown.There’sabaseballcapinthere.Infactthereshouldbetwo.”Hepointstotheglovebox.
