Look at him!” One of the girls beside me breathes enthusiastically to her friend.

“He’s hot.”

I stiffen. I’m sure they’re not talking about Professor Collins.

“Must be Christian Grey.”

“Is he single?”

I bristle.

“I don’t think so,” I murmur.

“Oh.” Both girls look at me in surprise.

“I think he’s gay,” I mutter.

“What a shame,” one of the girls groans.

Autore: E.L. James

Look at him!” One of the girls beside me breathes enthusiastically to her friend.<br /><br />“He’s hot.”<br /><br />I stiffen. I’m sure they’re not talking about Professor Collins.<br /><br />“Must be Christian Grey.”<br /><br />“Is he single?”<br /><br />I bristle.<br /><br />“I don’t think so,” I murmur.<br /><br />“Oh.” Both girls look at me in surprise.<br /><br />“I think he’s gay,” I mutter.<br /><br />“What a shame,” one of the girls groans. - E.L. James

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