Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 14
Heholdsouthishand,whichRay,allcredittohim,takes,notshowingahintofthedrop-deadsurprisehe’sjusthadthrustuponhim.
Thankyouverymuch,KatherineKavanagh,Ifume.Ithinkmysubconscioushasfainted.
“Mr.Grey,”Raymurmurs,hisexpressionindecipherableexceptperhapsfortheslightwideningofhisbigbrowneyes.Theyslideovertomyfacewithawhen-were-you-going-to-give-me-this-newslook.Ibitemylip.
“Andthisismybrother,EthanKavanagh,”saysKatetoChristian.
ChristianturnshisarcticglareonEthan,whostillhasonearmaroundme.
“Mr.Kavanagh.”
Theyshakehands.Christianholdshishandouttome.
“Ana,baby,”hemurmurs,andInearlyexpireattheendearment.
IwalkoutofEthan’sgrasp,whileChristiansmilesicilyathim,andItakemyplaceathisside.Kategrinsatme.Sheknowsexactlywhatshe’sdoing,thevixen!
“Ethan,MomandDadwantedaword.”KatedragsEthanaway.
“Sohowlonghaveyoukidsknowneachother?”RaylooksimpassivelyfromChristiantome.
Thepowerofspeechhasdesertedme.Iwantthegroundtoswallowmeup.Christianputshisarmaroundme,histhumbskimmingmynakedbackinacaress,beforehishandclaspsmyshoulder.
“Coupleofweeksorsonow,”hesayssmoothly.“WemetwhenAnastasiacametointerviewmeforthestudentnewspaper.”
“Didn’tknowyouworkedonthestudentnewspaper,Ana.”Ray’svoiceisaquietadmonishment,revealinghisirritation.Shit.
“Katewasill,”Imurmur.It’sallIcanmanage.
“Finespeechyougave,Mr.Grey.”
“Thankyou,sir.
