His grin was wide and my heart skipped a beat as I took in his deliciousness. Tight black shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms again, just how I liked, and black trousers. The scent of Bolognese came rushing out his house, it smelled divine. None of that mattered though because I was still mad at him. "Hi," I replied as I walked through the door, turning my head so he kissed my cheek instead of my lips. He frowned and eyed me warily. "Everything okay?""Oh yeah its fine, I just need to talk to you that's all. Come and sit down."I went straight into the sitting room after removing my jacket and sat down on the sofa. Blake followed looking very confused and sat next to me. I fiddled with the buttons on my dress and wondered whether I would be able to do this. I wanted to laugh but I had to contain it for as long as I could. I sighed, "Blake, I was going to talk to you on the phone but then I realised that you deserved this in person." I looked up at him and his eyebrows were knit together and his jaw was tense.
