CHAPTER ELEVEN
Having skipped breakfast due to fear of vomiting in her stress-inducing supervisor’s office, Lamisi downed her oxtail and rice as if it had been a week rather than all night since she’d last eaten.
The whole episode of her fury-induced breakdown in front of Blaise had more entertained rather than humiliated her.
She’d found the fact that he’d offered himself as her protector to be both horrifying because he didn’t see her as someone who could take care of her own problems, and sweet because it showed that he cared. The man had a way of chipping away the resistance she’d built against him.
She took a break from her food and glanced around at the full restaurant. “I’m surprised no one recognized you.”
He tipped his head towards one of the tables across the room. She twist
