On Friday, Blake decided to go home a little earlier. He was more than ready for the weekend. Smiling happily, Blake turned toward the computer to shut it off and spotted Daphne standing in the doorway.
“Mr. Echols.”
Blake groaned inwardly.
She was still quite mad at Nik and him about the whole ‘marriage’ situation…
A week had passed since Daphne had learned that he and Nicola were engaged to be married, and she was still treating him coldly. Blake remained polite despite his growing irritation.
“Yes, Daphne?”
“I'd like to go home now, Sir,” she said coolly. “As you know, my life doesn't revolve around this business.”
Blake gripped the pen in his hand and took a deep breath.
“Okay. Have a good evening.”
“Tomorrow’s Saturday. Would you like me to come in?” Daphne asked, a bit annoy
