Fawn's POV
I stayed in my room until I was sure Blake had left for the day. I'd opened my door a few times to check. Only when I was one hundred percent sure he wasn't in the penthouse would I leave my room. I knew I was acting like a coward, but I had no way of explaining last night to him.
"Who are you?" The words he had said in the car had almost made me freak out. We hadn't been around each other all that much, but he was starting to see the cracks in my act.
I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to push away the exhaustion. I hadn't slept. Every time I'd closed my eyes, I'd seen Blake's expression at dinner. The confusion and suspicion. The way he'd looked at me like he was trying to solve a puzzle he didn't want the answer to.
He was getting too close to the truth.
And I st
