Chapter 15 - Blake Pierce

Blake POV

I am sitting looking at my laptop for the past two hours without being able to write anything is something very weird to me. Usually the words just fly out of me and things get done fast, but not today. My mind keeps flying back to Wyatt and how he took me, how he made me orgasm so easily. How he is not remorseful about what happened between us. He is the one engaged and I am the one feeling guilty.

Maybe it’s because I am going to meet up with Sandrine in less than one hour to look at her wedding dress. How am I supposed to look at her after what I did with her fiancé? Fake engagement or not, I should’ve stopped myself. And it’s all on me. I was the one that lost her shit and jumped at him. The way he was worried about me, the way he was looking at me, made me believe he cared. But does he? Why should he care? He’s nothing to me. And what sort of power does he have to take care of things for me?

I needed up not telling him what he wanted to know, who’s dealing with the case