-Anya’s POV-
When Damon and I made it back to the packhouse, Blake wasn’t in the kitchen anymore. I told Damon to finish his breakfast and I started looking for Blake. I figured his office would be an excellent place to start, and my assumption was correct when I saw him sitting behind his desk. As if he sensed me, he looked over in my direction and put down the papers he was looking at.
I walked over to him and sat in his lap. “I’m sorry for leaving the way I did earlier; I just wanted some time with Damon because I felt bad for coming between you two.”
He sighed and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m not upset about you wanting some time with Damon; I just felt a little left out, that's all.”
I pulled Blake out of his chair and led him to the couch, pushing him down so I could st
