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Secret Tryst? Sullivan Heiress Spotted Entering Hotel

BLAKE MILLER THREW her a worried glance as she moved around her dressing room, searching for the right earrings to go with the pink Valentino sheath she’d chosen for the evening.

“Are you planning to tell him?” Blake asked.

Caroline yanked open a drawer and seized the pearl drop earrings she’d been looking for. She was absolutely furious. After her conversation with Roman, she’d had to change into her running gear and hit the company gym for an hour just so she would calm down.

It hadn’t worked as well as she would have liked. She was worn-out, but still angry.

She’d had no intention of jumping to Roman’s tune, but she’d finally realized that he had her right where he wanted her. She couldn’t let him interfere with Sullivan’s supply chain, not when she needed every trick at her disposal to make the loan payment on time.

She would go to dinner. But that did not mean she had to like it.

“Tell him what?” Caroline asked as she shoved one of the posts into her ear.

Blake frowned. “About Ryan.”

Caroline jerked, her gaze shooting toward the door. But Ryan wasn’t there, and she let out a sharp sigh.

“He’s watching a cartoon with a sponge character,” Blake said.

Caroline tried to smile, though she wanted to chew nails. But not because of Blake. She softened her tone. “You know very well what the name of the cartoon is. We’ve only had to watch it a gazillion times.”

He shrugged. “I know. But I’m refusing to acknowledge I do in hopes I’ll be able to forget those horrible songs.”

“Good luck with that,” she said. “I think they’re imprinted in my memory forever.”

She finished putting on her earrings and studied herself in the mirror. There were purple smudges beneath her eyes, and her cheekbones were looking a little sharp. She needed to work less and eat a little more often, but she’d been so stressed lately that sleep and eating were not her top priorities.

“Caroline.” She turned toward Blake to find him watching her worriedly. “You didn’t answer my question.”

She closed her eyes. “I know.” Then she came over and took his hands in hers. “I love you, Blake. You’re the best thing that ever happened to Jon, and I love that you’re a part of our lives. Without you, taking care of my little boy these days would be a lot harder.”

Blake shrugged. His green eyes seemed to overflow with sadness for a moment, but then he sucked it in and gave her a smile. “I love you and Ryan, too. You’ve kept me sane these last months since Jon died.” Blake squeezed her hands. “He wanted you to be happy, Caroline. He worried about you.”