RONNELL POV
“What do you even mean by that? He wasn't even looking at me in an inappropriate way. We were just talking to each about—”
“Trust me, Blair. I know when a man is interested, and Peter was. If you'd hired him, he would have been a huge problem.”
She pulled back, huffing. “I can’t even feed my child without men falling all over themselves? Be honest with me, you don't look?” She asked but when I didn't reply, she leaned in, studying my whole expression. “Do you?”
“We all know that I'm human with feelings of my own and not a robot.”
Her mouth fell open, forming an O. “You've been ogling at my boobs, Ronnell?”
“That isn't the right word, I have only had little glance here and there.”
This was the most embarrassing moment of my life. Even more than when my mother showed
