As soon as she arrived home, Blair immediately got out of the car and walked into her father's study without even knocking.
Richard was already standing behind his desk, loosening his tie and removing his watch.
"You brought him?" Blair's voice shot out, sharp but trembling. "You knew he didn't know who I was. Why didn't you tell me, Dad?"
Richard simply looked at her. "And you knew you shouldn't have come. I didn't know you would show up, Blair."
Blair clenched her fists. "He asked me to come. I didn't know it would be... this meeting."
"That's exactly the problem," Richard said softly. "You're getting too close to him. I can tell just by looking, your relationship with him isn't ordinary friendship."
"That's true, but..." Blair looked away. "I didn't intend to tell him."
"Not yet,
