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“I ran into Lucy last night, in Toby’s flat, and she casuallyanyone, ht I add So, OBVIOUSLY, I wanted to visit you—but she stopped me, revealed that you were in a delicate state—so, of course, ered her until she told me what she knew—and learned about your ‘little interlude’ with Kyle—while her girlfriend was in the premise—the intention of ‘closure’, indeed, was lost to you,” his furious expression deepened when he said ‘little incident’

I blushed

Shit

He probably thinks I’ in to Kyle’s advances

I glanced away from him quickly Was he ticked off that I hadn’t called hied to sound—hurt?

I’irlfriend—with me When I told Luce, she was shocked and felt wretched for me So, it’s no surprise, really, with Blake’s reaction

“Yeah, about that…it was a merely a moment of madness—I’m shattered about it—ouldn’t be in ot the best of me…,”

I wanted to erase the whole entire visit back ho memory

“How could you put yourself in that position? I didn’t understand the bloody need to go and get ‘closure’—he already started seeing someone else—before he called to break it off with you Have you forgotten about that? He’s a cheater! But still there you went prancing back to Los Angeles And to e of that You were intoxicated and placed yourself in danger!” his scowled deepened, “You could’ve been hurt, Sienna”

I was, not in the way he was i, but my heart and pride were crushed

“How you exaggerate things and blow it out of proportion!—really now, Blake… it’s Kyle we’re talking here He would never hurt eted with my leers trying to gather ground

Was it really pathetic to look for closure? No, but if the guy in question cheated—surely closure is out of the question? My thoughts queried

He sighed deeply

He got up fro out his hand His frame dominated the room It’s a pretty decent size, but put Blake’s presence anywhere and the result would be the same, size be damned

He has that pulling power around hiood looks just enhanced it

Dressed in nude chino shorts, blue dress shirt pushed back to his elbows and tan soft-leather loafers He looked like he just stepped out from a Dolce and Gabbana summer photo shoot

So then it be easier to look at him and not melt

A few strands of his wavy locks fell onto his forehead, looking down on me, his beautiful face co some coffee Come”

Taking his outreached hand and pulling me out of bed, “I orried, Sienna I care for your well-being Don’t be cross,” I looked down, not aze

He towered overrabbed my hand and walked towards to the kitchen where the s me closer

He didn’t utter a word until I had ? Okay? Not okay?” studying my reaction, pensive

“Yes—no—I don’t know? Can one be ever okay after a broken heart?” I doubt it, shrugging, “I’m sure I’ll move on, but I doubt I’ll putvulnerable is soround and all,” sippingan eyelash