Did she really mean they could chat after work?
Blake grinned. "Alright then. I'll come by after work. Don't try to dodge me again."
Rosalie smiled, relieved he was leaving. "Sure thing, it's a deal."
Except it wasn't.
When it was time to leave, Rosalie packed up two minutes early and slipped out unnoticed. Blake arrived anxiously, only to find her desk empty.
How dare she lie to him!
Spotting a woman packing up nearby, he approached her. She wore glasses and dressed modestly, so she looked like someone honest.
Blake flashed his most charming smile, leaving the woman stunned by his good looks. No one this handsome had ever smiled at her before, and she was captivated.
"C-Can I h-help you?" she stuttered.
Blake knew he had her hooked and flashed puppy-dog eyes. "I have a question."
Eager to please, the woman nodded. "Go ahead. I'll do my best to help or find someone who can."
Blake patted her shoulder. "You're a good girl."
Blake noted it down in his phone contacts and patted the woman's shoulder again. "Thank you. You'll be rewarded with good karma."
The woman melted after being praised again. "It's no trouble. I'm just glad to help."
"I appreciate it." Blake blew her a kiss.
Placing her hand on her heart, she blushed. "You're welcome."
With Rosalie's address in hand, Blake lost interest in the conversation and hurried off to her home. He wasn't going to let her slip away this time.
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