Blurred Lines 1: CHASE
Chapter 43

Sofia~ "Hey," Mich perched up from her chair as soon as she saw me step out of the elevator. "How have you been? The words 'thoroughly f****d' w Saturday drawing o*****s after o*****s from me. I was pretty loud, since Julia gave me a stinky eye on Sunday when we crossed paths in the l I pushed my sunglasses up, concealing my eyes framed by dark circles. To say I didn't get any rest over the weekend would be an understate balcony, movie, and wine in the evening. He made all those possible, which resulted in separation anxiety when he left Sunday afternoon. I was anxious to see him again, but I had to keep in mind that what we have should stay between us.

"I'm okay," I said, fingers drumming on the strap of my messenger bag. "How was Andre's birthday?"

Mich shrugged. "Ana and I ended up leaving him alone in the cabin. He was in no mood to celebrate."

My heart sank. "I need to apologize to him."

"Nah," Mich brushed me off. "He knew you just got out of a messy breakup. He's a big boy. Rejections like that are nothing to him."

I knew Andre wouldn't buy my flu alibi, but maybe this was for the best. I don't need another man joining in the mix of my quickly becoming But Andre was a friend, so I said, "still, I want to apologize. Maybe we can have a drink this Friday at his bar" I said, guilt squeezing my chest Mich nodded. "Sure-" her phone rang. She tucked out her Jower lip.

'Lunch later, I mouthed as she lifted the receiver. She nodded, waving at me.

In my office, I went straight to the pantry. Setting the coffee maker, I headed to my table and started today's work. Today's agenda is to know load.

It was a typical gossip site. The translation was really sloppy, making it hard to navigate around it. I emailed Rafael to help me find out more

I had to do my part, so I called Jessica. She's been blowing up my phone, demanding an explanation about chase and me.

"About damn time," she answered the video call on the first ring.

I was in the pantry, filling a cup with brewed coffee. "I love you," I said sweetly, hoping to ease the crease on her forehead.

She huffed, signing a document and handing it over to someone in front of her desk. I heard Charles's voice saying thank you. He was a proci "Close the door, please. Sofia and I have to discuss steamy details about her sexcapade in Rio." She wiggled her brows.

Charles groaned, peeking behind Jessica. "I have a deadline today, but I want details, too!" he said, pouting. I shook my head, grateful for Jes: He snorted, glancing at his wristwatch. "I have to go. Boss will kill me if I'm not back at my desk." Jessica scowled once Charle's footsteps fad

I knew I owed her an explanation, and it was time I told her everything that's been happening to me. This thing with Chase might be fun, but were as wide as a saucer. "Wow."

"Yeah..."

"I can't believe all of that happened in the span of a month."

Nodding, I sipped my coffee. Now that she counted my stay here, I can't believe it either.

"Chase... His biological father is filthy rich?"