My Ex-CEO
I said quickly and ended the call.
I’d only packed seven outfits two jeans, three tops, and two gowns. So why did my bag feel like it was filled with bricks?
I opened the door and there he was. Blake. Tall, ridiculously handsome, and casually leaning in front of me. His dark shades hid his eyes, but the smirk on his lips said it all.
He wore an ash colored inner shirt, a black fitted suit jacket, matching pants, and sleek shoes. Damn.
“Geez, I’m so sorry, Blake! Fab had me on the phone, and.....”
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