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“
I
’
ll
call
you
,
Taylor
,
”
he
murmurs
to
Buzz
Cut
.
Taylor
wanders
back
down
the
corridor
,
and
Grey
turns
his
burning
gray
gaze
to
me
.
Crap
…
have
I
done
something
wrong
?
“
I
wondered
if
you
would
join
me
for
coffee
this
morning
.
”
My
heart
slams
into
my
mouth
.
A
date
?
Christian
Grey
is
asking
me
on
a
date
.
He
’
s
asking
if
you
want
a
coffee
.
Maybe
he
thinks
you
haven
’
t
woken
up
yet
,
my
subconscious
whines
at
me
in
a
sneering
mood
again
.
I
clear
my
throat
,
trying
to
control
my
nerves
.
“
I
have
to
drive
everyone
home
,
”
I
murmur
apologetically
,
twisting
my
hands
and
fingers
in
front
of
me
.
“
Taylor
,
”
he
calls
,
making
me
jump
.
Taylor
,
who
had
been
retreating
down
the
corridor
,
turns
and
heads
back
toward
us
.
“
Are
they
based
at
the
university
?
”
Grey
asks
,
his
voice
soft
and
inquiring
.
I
nod
,
too
stunned
to
speak
.
“
Taylor
can
take
them
.
He
’
s
my
driver
.
We
have
a
large
4x4
here
,
so
he
’
ll
be
able
to
take
the
equipment
,
too
.
”
“
Mr
.
Grey
?
”
Taylor
asks
when
he
reaches
us
,
giving
nothing
away
.
“
Please
,
can
you
drive
the
photographer
,
his
assistant
,
and
Miss
Kavanagh
back
home
?
”
