Chapter 11
Blake stepped through the ballroom doors and adjusted his bow tie for the umpteenth time. There was a very good chance Seven would tell him to go f**k himself, but he had to try to fix the ridiculous mess he’d made out of an unbelievable situation.
If anyone had suggested he’d ever fall in love, much less in a matter of days, he’d have dialed 911 convinced they’d lost their minds, but here the f**k he was. The idea of checking out of the hotel tomorrow without Seven made him break into a sweat. This plan had to work.
He was nothing if not persuasive, the exact reason he was now the youngest VP in his company. Another thank you owed to the woman he loved.
Scanning the crowd, his eyes settled on Seven out on the dance floor. His blood rushed in his head at the sight of her and
