Blake's POV
“Harry,” Blair said with a wide smile. She bounces off the high chair and run to him. What the h e l l, B?
His smile widened as soon as she stepped in front of him like a little girl excited to get her treats. Why the hell is she acting like someone else? Someone I didn’t know. I could feel my face getting hot as I watch the two of them talk with each other. Both of my hands are holding the edge of the counter table, my eyes narrowed.
Harry turned his head towards my direction, he frowned. As if he just noticed my existence, “What are you doing here?” He asked me. His voice was no friendly and I’m really tempted to ask him the same thing. So I’m going to say what will probably bother him for the rest of the night.
“I slept here,” I said with a smirk. I stand up straight an
