Chapter 22 Cocktail Confrontation

What the hell?

Blake's words were so revolting Kate almost gagged. Her knuckles itched with the urge to plant a fist in his smug face, but she forced herself to stay seated, teeth clenched.

"I'll say this one more time; don't bother me."

Blake's smirk only deepened. "Feisty. I like that. You don...

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