Chapter 71

Ronnell’s POV

Blair smoothed her hands over her sunny yellow top and flickered her eyes to mine. Even unsure, she was stunning, taking my breath right out of my lungs in her ripped jean that hugged her ass and a flowy top that showed a lot of tattoos and a peek of cleavage.

She had left her hair down at her own request, and it was all I could do not to shove my fingers in it and gather it in my fists.

It had been a few days since we returned from Dubai, and everything seemed to have gone back to normal. While I was drinking every beautiful inch of her, she was worrying her lip and working herself into an anxious ditcher.

“Are you sure I should come with you? Won’t it be awkward or even weird?”

I took her hand and tugged her against me, giving her ass a hard squeeze. “I’m not going if you are not with me. And if I don’t show, my sister will beat my door down since I have missed the last few brunches.”

“Because of me?”

Because I had cho