Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 21
“We’vealreadymadeseriousmisuseofyourcompany’saviationfleet.Iwouldn’twanttodoitagain.”
“It’smycompany,it’smyjet.”Hesoundsalmostwounded.Oh,boysandtheirtoys!
“Thankyoufortheoffer.ButI’dbehappiertakingascheduledflight.”
Helookslikehewantstoarguefurtherbutdecidesagainstit.
“Asyouwish.”Hesighs.“Doyouhavemuchpreparationtodoforyourinterview?”
“No.”
“Good.You’restillnotgoingtotellmewhichpublishinghouses?”
“No.”
Hislipscurlupinareluctantsmile.“Iamamanofmeans,MissSteele.”
“Iamfullyawareofthat,Mr.Grey.Areyougoingtotrackmyphone?”Iaskinnocently.
“Actually,I’llbequitebusythisafternoon,soI’llhavetogetsomeoneelsetodoit.”Hesmirks.
Ishejoking?
“Ifyoucansparesomeonetodothat,you’reobviouslyoverstaffed.”
“I’llsendane-mailtotheheadofhumanresourcesandhaveherlookintoourheadcount.”Hislipstwitchtohidehissmile.
Oh,thanktheLord,he’srecoveredhissenseofhumor.
Mrs.Jonesservesusbreakfastandweeatquietlyforafewmoments.Afterclearingthepans,tactfully,sheheadsoutofthelivingarea.Ipeekupathim.
“Whatisit,Anastasia?”
“Youknow,youneverdidtellmewhyyoudon’tliketobetouched.”
Heblanches,andhisreactionmakesmefeelguiltyforasking.
“I’vetoldyoumorethanI’veevertoldanybody.”Hisvoiceisquietashegazesatmeimpassively.
Andit’scleartomethathe’sneverconfidedinanyone.Doesn’thehaveanyclosefriends?PerhapshetoldMrs.
