Chapter 6
Son of a b***h. Watching as the tail of his suit jacket followed him out the door, Seven dug her nails into her palms. Flying high on the end of a well-received presentation, she was once again grounded by a slap from Blake. What the hell was he doing there?
Nothing good, no doubt.
He’d give anything for some material for mocking her and her work, not to mention her fans. Well, she was just the girl to set him straight.
She stayed just long enough to answer a few last-minute questions, give a few more hugs, and sign some books. Loving this part of her connection with her fans, she hated to leave, but she was never one to shy away from her problems.
Marching through the lobby, the hem of her dress swirling around her calves, she mentally counted all the ways he was an ass for
