he's ran out of excuses to come to her, the lost files, the forgotten signatures, the sudden interest in the intricacies of his father's empire, none of it mattered. not really. all blake wanted was to be near her. there was something about her. something that pulled in him like a magnet he couldn't resist, even when he knew better. it was late, and most people, including his father who was celebrated his marriage anniversary, had long left the officer. most people but not her. " working late again ? " the male questioned, his frame resting against the doorframe, arms loosely crossed over his chest. " it's friday, i'm sure there's somewhere else you'd rahter be. " / @gracland based on . ♡
















