Chapter 23. Will You Marry Me?

Blake’s POV

There’s a billion and one thing I could be doing on a bright Thursday afternoon. Staring at paperwork, attending back-to-back meetings, functions, and what have you.

No, I wasn’t doing any of that. For the thousandth time, I wondered how I let Emma convince me to drop everything and, of all places, come to the spa.

Yeah, you heard right. The CEO of Tarvex is wasting her Thursday afternoon on a spa date with her friend. That would make a killer deadline.

“Quit sighing. The whole point of coming here is to relax and calm your mind.”

“Oh, I’m more than relaxed. I had a full body massage, and now I’m lying down half-naked with a face mask, and God knows what on a freaking Thursday afternoon.”

Emma laughed hard. “You need to relax. The company’s not going to get on fire because you’re not there for a couple of hours.”

“You have no idea,” came my dry reply.

Emma chuckled again. “You sound just like Phil. Never misses a day