(Blake's POV)
“Stop it, Blake,” Tara giggled when I kept on poking her waist.
“I can’t...” I whispered. “Let’s go back to bed... or let’s fly somewhere far from here, Kitten,” I said, wrapping my arms behind her and kissing her neck.
Samantha rolled her eyes when she saw us on the doorstep of the office. “Hey, Blake! My office, my rule! No public display of affection here!” She snarled, but I caught her pressing her lips, suppressing her smile.
I nodded and held Tara’s hand as we came to her.
“I sent you your schedule today and...” Samantha raised her eyebrows and looked at me. “What’s the urgent matter we need to talk about?” She asked.
Tara chuckled when I raised her hand to show the ring to Samantha. Her eyes widened, and her mouth half-opened when she saw the engagement ring in Tara&rsqu
