Blake's POV
Cassie turned to face me, lifting an eyebrow at Melissa's attitude. I couldn't read anything else from her face; it was like a shutter had gone down. Was she remembering her throwaway comment about me messing around with my PA like I was? I felt guilty as hell even though I shouldn't, not after everything Cassie had put me through.
Melissa waved and lifted the file a little higher when no one moved to let her into the house. “I can leave it with you if you’d rather not invite me in.”
Cassie’s mouth curved. But there was nothing real in that smile. Nothing genuine in it.
“Invite her in, Blake. I’d love to see what kind of paperwork crawls to your door this early in the morning.”
Melissa’s smile stayed in place, but her eyes turned ice cold.
“I didn’t realize Mrs. Huntingto
