Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 26
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Henarrowshiseyes,butI’mnolongerintimidatedbyhim.Well,onlyalittle.Igazeimpassivelyback,notblinkingorbackingdown.
“Willyoutakeacheck?”hesaysacidly.
“Yes.Ithinkyou’regoodforit.”
Hedoesn’tsmile;hejustturnsonhisheelandstalksintohisstudy.Itakealast,lingeringlookaroundhisapartment—attheartonthewalls—allabstracts,serene,cool…cold,even.Fitting,Ithinkabsently.Myeyesstraytothepiano.Jeez—ifI’dkeptmymouthshut,we’dhavemadeloveonthepiano.No,fucked,wewouldhavefuckedonthepiano.Well,Iwouldhavemadelove.Thethoughtliesheavyandsadinmymindandwhat’sleftofmyheart.Hehasnevermadelovetome,hashe?It’salwaysbeenfuckingtohim.
Christianreturnsandhandsmeanenvelope.
“Taylorgotagoodprice.It’saclassiccar.Youcanaskhim.He’lltakeyouhome.”Henodsinthedirectionovermyshoulder.Iturn,andTaylorisstandinginthedoorway,wearinghissuit,asimpeccableasever.
“That’sfine.Icangetmyselfhome,thankyou.”
IturntostareatChristian,andIseethebarelycontainedfuryinhiseyes.
“Areyougoingtodefymeateveryturn?”
“Whychangeahabitofalifetime?”Igivehimasmall,apologeticshrug.
Hecloseshiseyesinfrustrationandrunshishandthroughhishair.
“Please,Ana,letTaylortakeyouhome.”
“I’llgetthecar,MissSteele,”Taylorannouncesauthoritatively.Christiannodsathim,andwhenIglancearound,Taylorhasgone.
IturnbacktofaceChristian.Wearefourfeetapart.
