Daphne didn’t stay too long.
After she left, Nicola went in search of Blake and found him in his office. He was standing at the window looking outside. Wondering what was going through his head, Nicola leaned against the doorframe and gazed at him.
He looked so different from the man she saw earlier, in the kitchen. The one who kissed her was a happy Blake, a man without worries and doubts, a man happy to get married in a few days.
The man who took care of her during their two flights.
The man who offered to help Martin Seabrook.
The man who kissed her senseless in that hotel suite in Houston.
What Nicola was seeing now, the man in front of her, seemed to be the one who treated her so disrespectfully a few nights ago. Unbidden, an image of an angry Blake grabbing her and kissing her
