Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 23
Jeez,hewantstodothisnow?
“Yes,”Imurmurasmyheatedbloodcoursesthroughme.
“Oursexualrelationshipwasoverlongago,Anastasia,”hewhispers.“Idon’twantanyonebutyou.Haven’tyouworkedthatoutyet?”
Iblinkathim.“Ithinkofherasachildmolester,Christian.”Iholdmybreathwaitingforhisreaction.
Christianblanches.“That’sveryjudgmental.Itwasn’tlikethat,”hewhispers,shocked.Hereleasesmyhand.
Judgmental?
“Oh,howwasitthen?”Iask.TheCosmosaremakingmebrave.
Hefrownsatme,bewildered.Icontinue.“Shetookadvantageofavulnerablefifteen-year-oldboy.Ifyouhadbeenafifteen-year-oldgirlandMrs.RobinsonwasaMr.Robinson,temptingyouintoaBDSMlifestyle,thatwouldhavebeenokay?IfitwasMia,say?”
Hegaspsandscowlsatme.“Ana,itwasn’tlikethat.”
Iglareathim.
“Okay,itdidn’tfeellikethattome,”hecontinuesquietly.“Shewasaforceforgood.WhatIneeded.”
“Idon’tunderstand.”It’smyturntolookbewildered.
“Anastasia,yourmotherwillbebackshortly.I’mnotcomfortabletalkingaboutthisnow.Later,maybe.Ifyoudon’twantmehere,IhaveaplaneonstandbyatHiltonHead.Icango.”
He’sangrywithme…no.
“No—don’tgo.Please.I’mthrilledyou’rehere.I’mjusttryingtomakeyouunderstand.I’mangrythatassoonasIleft,youhaddinnerwithher.ThinkabouthowyouarewhenIgetanywherenearJosé.Joséisagoodfriend.Ihaveneverhadasexualrelationshipwithhim.
