Blake's POV
"Have a seat," I told Camela as we arrived at my office.
She seemed to hesitate but finally sat on the chair across from me. I noticed that she wouldn't look at me. Instead, she kept looking everywhere but in my direction. I put my hand on hers and could feel the pleasurable tingles I only got from her touch.
"I am sorry about what happened out there. I promise it won't happen again," I said, and she looked at me.
"You have nothing to apologize to me for, Mr. Mitchell. I just work for you," She said
"That is not true, and you know it," I said.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"There is something that I need to tell you. It may sound crazy, but I promise it is all true," I said, looking deep into her eyes.
"I'm listening," She said, staring back at me.
"Well, there is a
