Chapter 78

Blair’s POV

I woke up in Ronnell’s arms the following morning. He had one leg thrown over mine, locking me against him, and his fingers were stroking my hair gently.

Seeing him watching me in the dim, early morning light, I smiled, my lids still heavy with sleep. “I don’t remember falling asleep like this.”

“You rolled into my arms as soon as your eyes closed.”

Despite Smith’s message hanging over our heads, we had a wonderful night out, just the two of us. Outside of work lunches, we had never gone on a date. Kind of crazy, considering we were basically cohabiting, even temporarily.

We had good food, had delicious drinks, laughed, flirted, and then came back home at eleven p.m. exhausted—with absolutely no shame about it.

“Hmmm.” I kissed his bare chest and sighed. “That sounds like something I would do.”

“I would have pulled you onto me if you hadn’t.”

I laughed softly. “That sounds like something you would do.”

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