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I let my head drop back. How much was I supposed to take before I broke into a thousand pieces?
The door buzzed.
My head snapped forward. “Thank you!” I swung open the door and slowly walked into the lobby.
Violet stood behind the desk. For once, she didn’t have on her crisp black jacket. She was wearing a blood-red shirt tucked into black slacks. A belt with a slim flashlight and discreet taser hung at her hip. Her hair was down. It was actually a lot longer than I thought.
She was always so buttoned up and reserved.
So much like Blake in certain respects.
“Don’t make me regret this, Blondie.”
“I won’t hurt him.” I tightened my fists so much that an audible pop echoed in the huge room. “Much.”
Vi’s lip twitched. “I’m fairly sure he can take you if he really wanted to.” She held up her hands. “Okay, death stare at twenty paces.” She tucked her thumb into her belt. “Look, my only job is to protect his business. He’s on his own with personal matters. But…”
I curled my fingers around the strap of my purse.
“Just don’t make me clean up blood, all right?”
“No deal.”
Vi laughed. “I want to dislike you. Like a lot. What you two pulled still gives me migraines. Honestly, to the point that I’ve actually had to buy Advil Migraine by the case.”
I wasn’t sure what to say to that one. There was so much anger spinning around my head, and now this was yet another person trying to talk me down. All of them to protect him. Seriously?
“But I like you. Jack likes you, and misses you desperately. Could you two please get your shit together?”
My clenched jaw must have been enough of an answer.
She sighed and tapped something on the desk. “The elevator is coded for the executive floor. I’m not announcing your arrival. Don’t make me tase you.”
I wanted to scream at her that I wasn’t here to get my job back, or to make nicey-nice regarding whatever fucked up thing was going on between me and Blake, but then I wouldn’t get upstairs.
And I really needed to get upstairs.
I stalked to the elevator and turned to meet Vi’s half smirk across the lobby.
I slapped the button to close the door and shot up to the executive level. What the hell was wrong with people? Did they think there was wine and red roses waiting for me upstairs? Not with this man.
Vi would be lucky if there were no broken bones.
There was no marveling at all the glorious glass today. I stared at the shiny doors and watched the numbers light up for each floor. When I got to the top, I shot out of the elevator and across the gray carpeting.
I didn’t pause. He could see me coming anyway.
I swung open his office door, but it was empty.
What the hell?
I dumped my purse into a chair, then swung around and surveyed the entire floor. There wasn’t a single corner that Blake couldn’t see from his desk.
“Grace?”
I turned. He stood inside the slim doorway at the back corner of his office. I remembered him coming out of that same space the first day I’d met him. His jacket and tie were off, and his sleeves rolled back.
His hair was rumpled and falling forward like he’d pushed his hands through it a million times. There was a tentative smile on his stupidly boyish face.
