Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 14
AndinspiteofthefactI’mmadathim,myfaceisunwillinglypulledintoanansweringgrin.
“Justsoyouknow,Icanrunquitefast.JusttellhimI’myourfriend,Anastasia.”
Heopensthedoor,andIheadout.Mymindiswhirling.Thechancellor,thethreevicechancellors,fourprofessors,andKatestareatmeasIwalkhastilypastthem.Crap.LeavingChristianwiththefaculty,IgoinsearchofRay.
TellhimI’myourfriend.
Friendwithbenefits,mysubconsciousscowls.Iknow,Iknow.Ishaketheunpleasantthoughtaway.HowwillIintroducehimtoRay?Thehallisstillatleasthalffull,andRayhasnotmovedfromhisspot.Heseesme,waves,andmakeshiswaydown.
“Hey,Annie.Congratulations.”Heputshisarmaroundme.
“Wouldyouliketocomeandhaveadrinkinthemarquee?”
“Sure.It’syourday.Leadtheway.”
“Wedon’thavetoifyoudon’twantto.”Pleasesayno…
“Annie,I’vejustsatfortwoandhalfhourslisteningtoallkindsofjabbering.Ineedadrink.”
Iputmyarmthroughhis,andwestrolloutwiththethrongintothewarmthoftheearlyafternoon.Wepassthelinefortheofficialphotographer.
“Oh,thatremindsme.”Raydragsadigitalcameraoutofhispocket.“Oneforthealbum,Annie.”Irollmyeyesathimashesnapsapictureofme.
“CanItakethecapandgownoffnow?Ifeelkindofdorky.”
Youlookkindadorky…Mysubconsciousisathersnarkybest.SoareyougoingtointroduceRaytothemanyou’refucking?Sheisglaringatmeoverherwing-shapedspectacles.He’dbesoproud.God,Ihatehersometimes.
