Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 16
“Whatthefuckdoyouthinkyou’redoinghere?”
“Well,youcan’t!”
“Whatthefuckhaveyoudonetohernow?”
“Sinceshe’smetyoushecriesallthetime.”
“Youcan’tcomeinhere!”
Christianburstsintomybedroomandunceremoniouslyswitchesontheoverheadlight,makingmesquint.
“Jesus,Ana,”hemutters.Heflickstheswitchoffagainandisatmysideinamoment.
“Whatareyoudoinghere?”Igaspbetweensobs.Crap.Ican’tstopcrying.
Heswitchesonthesidelight,makingmesquintagain.Katecomesandstandsinthedoorway.
“Doyouwantmetothrowthisassholeout?”sheasks,radiatingthermonuclearhostility.
Christianraiseshiseyebrowsather,nodoubtsurprisedbyherflatteringepithetandherferalantagonism.Ishakemyhead,andsherollshereyesatme.Oh…Iwouldn’tdothatnearMr.G.
“Justhollerifyouneedme,”shesaysmoregently.“Grey—you’reonmyshitlistandI’mwatchingyou,”shehissesathim.Heblinksather,andsheturnsandpullsthedoorclosedbutdoesn’tshutit.
Christiangazesdownatme,hisexpressiongrave,hisfaceashen.He’swearinghispinstripedjacket,andfromhisinsidepockethepullsoutahandkerchiefandhandsittome.IthinkIstillhavehisotheronesomewhere.
“What’sgoingon?”heasksquietly.
“Whyareyouhere?”Iask,ignoringhisquestion.Mytearshavemiraculouslyceased,butI’mleftwithdryheavesrackingmybody.
“Partofmyroleistolookafteryourneeds.Yousaidyouwantedmetostay,sohereIam.AndyetIfindyoulikethis.”Heblinksatme,trulybewildered.
