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Chapter 10
”Sarcasmdripsfrommyvoice,andIrollmyeyesatthephone.
He’ssilentforamoment.
“CanIseeyou?I’msorryaboutFridaynight.Iwasdrunk…andyou…well.Ana—pleaseforgiveme.”
“Ofcourse,IforgiveyouJosé.Justdon’tdoitagain.YouknowIdon’tfeellikethataboutyou.”
Hesighsheavily,sadly.
“Iknow,Ana.IjustthoughtifIkissedyou,itmightchangehowyoufeel.”
“José,Iloveyoudearly,youmeansomuchtome.You’relikethebrotherIneverhad.That’snotgoingtochange.Youknowthat.”Ihatetolethimdown,butit’sthetruth.
“Soyou’rewithhimnow?”Histoneisfullofdisdain.
“José,I’mnotwithanybody.”
“Butyouspentthenightwithhim.”
“That’snoneofyourbusiness!”
“Isitthemoney?”
“José!Howdareyou!”Ishout,staggeredbyhisaudacity.
“Ana,”hewhinesandapologizessimultaneously.Icannotdealwithhispettyjealousynow.Iknowhe’shurt,butmyplateisoverflowingdealingwithChristianGrey.
“Maybewecanhaveacoffeeorsomethingtomorrow.I’llcallyou.”Iamconciliatory.Heismyfriend,andI’mveryfondofhim.Butrightnow,Idon’tneedthis.
“Tomorrow,then.You’llcall?”Thehopeinhisvoicetwistsmyheart.
“Yes…goodnight,José.”Ihangup,notwaitingforhisresponse.
“Whatwasthatallabout?”Katherinedemands,herhandsonherhips.Idecidehonestyisthepolicy.She’slookingmoreintractablethanever.
“HemadeapassatmeonFriday.”
“José?AndChristianGrey?Ana,yourpheromonesmustbeworkingovertime.
