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Blake

By the time I left the Houston property, I was fucking exhausted. Justin had made it too easy for me, and somehow, that made me feel worse than with the managers who put up more of a fight. I sighed, sinking into the black leather seats of the car that waited for me outside the building. After leaving Florida to begin this terrible trip, I caved on my usual aversion to private travel and called my dad’s pilot and the travel department of the company. Knowing what the week held for me, I knew I would be too tired and not in the mood to drive myself or to deal with flying commercial.

Both were things I ordinarily didn’t mind doing, but not this week. This week, I didn’t want to see any more people than necessary, like I would at the airport and I spaced out so much thinking about my dad and the work I was doing, that I would have been a danger on the road.

Without the need to say a word, my driver pulled away from the Houston property and headed back to the airport. He navigated t
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