Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 14
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“Explainsyourfoodissuestome.”
Herunsahandthroughhishair,exasperated.
“Anastasia,Idon’twanttogothereatthemoment.”Hecloseshiseyes,lookingpained.“I’vebeenworriedaboutyou.”
“Worried,why?”
“Becauseyouwenthomeinthatdeathtrapyoucallacar.”
“What?It’snotadeathtrap.It’sfine.Joséregularlyservicesitforme.”
“José,thephotographer?”Christian’seyesnarrow,hisfacefrosting.Oh,crap.
“Yes,theBeetleusedtobelongtohismother.”
“Yes,andprobablyhermotherandhermotherbeforeher.It’snotsafe.”
“I’vebeendrivingitforoverthreeyears.I’msorryyouwereworried.Whydidn’tyoucall?”Jeez,he’scompletelyoverreacting.
Hetakesadeepbreath.
“Anastasia,Ineedananswerfromyou.Thiswaitingaroundisdrivingmecrazy.”
“Christian,I…look,I’veleftmystepdadonhisown.”
“Tomorrow.Iwantananswerbytomorrow.”
“Okay.Tomorrow,I’lltellyouthen.”
Hestepsback,regardingmecoolly,andhisshouldersrelax.
“Areyoustayingfordrinks?”heasks.
“Idon’tknowwhatRaywantstodo.”
“Yourstepfather?I’dliketomeethim.”
Ohno…why?
“I’mnotsurethat’sagoodidea.”
Christianunlocksthedoor,hismouthinagrimline.
“Areyouashamedofme?”
“No!”It’smyturntosoundexasperated.“Introduceyoutomydadaswhat?‘ThisisthemanwhodefloweredmeandwantsustostartaBDSMrelationship’?You’renotwearingrunningshoes.”
Christianglaresdownatme,andthenhislipstwitchupinasmile.
