(Tara’s POV)
‘What could go wrong?’ I remembered telling Stella.
Everything!
I raised my head to the man who called my name. The man who conquered every part of my brain and heart was standing in front of me, looking like a Greek god, wearing a white polo shirt and khaki shorts.
I stood up, looking at him but trying to hide my anger.
He walked towards me, and every step he made was making my heart crazy. I could imagine it trying to defeat my reasoning. There goes again my brain and my heart, having a silent argument that confuses me.
“I thought you were in India,” I said, furrowing my forehead.
He stopped walking. He was more or less a meter away from me.
Blake shook his head. “I have a more urgent matter here,” He said, pursing his lips. “You did not reply to my message,” When I raised my brows, he continued. “I asked you ‘Why?’,”
What does he mean he did not get my reply? Does this m
