CLAIRE

Blake showed up at the facility again on Thursday. "You're back," Nina observed, not sounding entirely displeased.

"Missed me already?" Blake replied with a grin.

"Not even a little," Nina said, but she was almost smiling.

"Liar," Blake accused playfully.

I was reviewing completed blazers when Blake wandered over. "These are really good quality," he observed, examining the stitching.

"That's the point," I replied.

"No, I mean it," Blake insisted. "I've seen plenty of designer clothes, these are better constructed than most."

"Thank you," I said, surprised by the genuine compliment.

"You should charge more," Blake added casually.

"What?" I asked.

"Your pricing is too low," Blake explained. "You're...