Fawn's POV
The elevator doors opened onto the executive floor, and I stepped out, balancing the coffee carrier and bag of food. I turned left and saw a set of double doors, the only set I could see, and headed in that direction. One door was open, so I just walked straight in.
She sat at a large desk just inside the room. Another set of double doors sat on her right. They had to lead to Blake's office. She was typing away on her computer with perfectly manicured nails. She looked up as I approached, and I watched her expression shift from professional politeness to thinly veiled hostility in the space of a heartbeat.
Interesting. So that's how we're playing this.
Oh, goodie, this was going to be so much fun. I had forgotten about her.
"Mrs. Huntington," she said, her smile not reachin
