Chapter 205

"Why didn't you go upstairs to sleep?" Blake asked.

Yasmin's face was flushed with sleep. She rubbed her eyes, only then realizing she was in his arms. His body heat warmed her.

"I was waiting for you to come back for dinner," she said softly.

Blake was stunned, his gaze softening. "Fell asleep waiting?"

"Yeah. You didn't say when you'd be back." She felt a little embarrassed. "You can put me down now."

Instead of putting her down, Blake carried her straight to the kitchen. Her bare feet dangled without slippers.

"Where are your shoes?" Blake asked, setting her on a dining chair.

"By the sofa."

Blake went to fetch her cute little cotton shoes, squatting down to slip them on her feet. "It's getting cold, so remember to wear socks."

"Okay," she responded, feeling the warmth of the moment.

Blake could be really gentle. If life were just about the day-to-day, he'd be the ideal man—successful and faithful, a real catch.

Dinner was already laid out on the table.

"Let's eat." Blak