Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 14
It’sinterminable.Finally,thechancellorleadsthefacultymembersoffthestagetoyetmorerousingapplause,precededbyChristianandKate.Christiandoesnotglanceatme,eventhoughI’mwillinghimtodoit.Myinnergoddessisnotpleased.
AsIstandandwaitforourrowtodisperse,Katecallstome.She’sheadingmywayfrombehindthestage.
“Christianwantstotalktoyou,”sheshouts.Thetwogirlswhoarenowstandingbesidemeturnandgapeatme.
“He’ssentmeouthere,”shecontinues.
Oh…
“Yourspeechwasgreat,Kate.”
“Itwas,wasn’tit?”Shebeams.“Areyoucoming?Hecanbeveryinsistent.”Sherollshereyes,andIgrin.
“Youhavenoidea.Ican’tleaveRayforlong.”IglanceupatRayandholdmyfingersupindicatingfiveminutes.Henods,givingmeanokaysign,andIfollowKateintothecorridorbehindthestage.Christianistalkingtothechancellorandtwooftheteachingstaff.Helooksupwhenheseesme.
“Excuseme,gentlemen,”Ihearhimmurmur.HecomestowardmeandsmilesbrieflyatKate.
“Thankyou,”hesays,andbeforeshecanreply,hetakesmyelbowandsteersmeintowhatlookslikeamen’slockerroom.Hecheckstoseeifit’sempty,andthenhelocksthedoor.
Holyshit,whatdoeshehaveinmind?Iblinkupathimasheturnsonme.
“Whyhaven’tyoue-mailedme?Ortextedmeback?”Heglares.I’mnonplussed.
“Ihaven’tlookedatmycomputertoday,ormyphone.”Crap,hashebeentryingtocall?Itrymydistractiontechniquethat’ssoeffectiveonKate.“Thatwasagreatspeech.”
“Thankyou.
