Camela's POV
"Mr. Mitchell has been looking for you two," Ciara said as I walked through the door.
"I know, Ciara. He called my cell. Thanks for letting us know," Blaire said
We walked into Blake and my office. As I walked inside, he approached me and put his arms around me. He hugged me close and let out a sigh of relief.
"I was so worried about you, Princess," Blake said, causing my hurt to flutter.
"You should have told me you were taking her to the mall," Blake growled, looking at Blaire.
"Hey, don't be mad at your sister. She didn't make me go with her. I chose to go, so if you are going to be mad at someone, then be mad at me," I scolded.
He looked at me for a while before replying.
"You are right, Princess. I am sorry, Blaire, I shouldn't have talked to you like that," Blake
