Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 15
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“Yes,Kateisveryexcitedaboutthat.”
Christianfrowns.“Yes,KateandElliot,whowouldhavethought?”hemurmurs,andforsomereasonhedoesn’tlookpleased.“SowhatareyoudoingaboutworkinSeattle?”
Whenarewegoingtotalkaboutthelimits?What’shisgame?
“Ihaveacoupleofinterviewsforinternplaces.”
“Youweregoingtellmethiswhen?”Hearchesabrow.
“Er…I’mtellingyounow.”
Henarrowshiseyes.
“Where?”
Forsomereason,possiblybecausehemightusehisinfluence,Idon’twanttotellhim.
“Acoupleofpublishinghouses.”
“Isthatwhatyouwanttodo,somethinginpublishing?”Inodwarily.
“Well?”Helooksatmepatientlywantingmoreinformation.
“Wellwhat?”
“Don’tbeobtuse,Anastasia,whichpublishinghouses?”hescolds.
“Justsmallones,”Imurmur.
“Whydon’tyouwantmetoknow?”
“Undueinfluence.”
Hefrowns.
“Oh,nowyou’rebeingobtuse.”
Helaughs.“Obtuse?Me?God,you’rechallenging.Drinkup,let’stalkabouttheselimits.”Hefishesoutanothercopyofmye-mailandthelist.Doeshewanderaboutwiththeselistsinhispockets?Ithinkthere’soneinhisjacketthatIhave.Shit,I’dbetternotforgetthat.Idrainmycup.
Heglancesquicklyatme.
“More?”
“Please.”
Hesmilesthatoh-so-smugprivatesmileofhis,holdsthechampagnebottleup,andpauses.
“Haveyoueatenanything?”
Ohno…notthisoldchestnut.
“Yes.Ihadathree-coursemealwithRay.”Irollmyeyesathim.Thechampagneismakingmebold.
