I sat on the couch outside, lost in thought about everything that had just happened.
After some reflection, I came to a conclusion: the only reason I blushed was because Blake was ridiculously handsome.
I mean, who wouldn't feel something if a good-looking guy with a great body was holding you?
I quickly shook my head to clear those thoughts.
No matter what, Blake and I were in a professional relationship, which meant that he was practically my boss.
And getting involved with the boss? That was workplace disaster 101.
After another ten minutes or so, Blake finally came out. He had changed into a fresh suit, and his damp hair still had droplets clinging to it.
Staring at his poker face, I found my earlier thoughts rather ridiculous.
'So what if he's handsome? Besides, the gap betwe
