Blackmailing His Runaway Bride by Dance-is-me (free biff chip and kipper ebooks .txt) 📕

Emily sat up and widened her eyes. "Seriously Diana, don't you get tired of sketching? You have been doing this since morning!"

I know I should take a break, but keeping my mind busy was the only way I could stop thinking of Liam.

I shrugged. "Sketching is fun."

Emily shook her head. "I know you need to bring up a unique design for the upcoming spring and summer collection, but as your friend I won't let you bury yourself in work."

She stood up and closed my sketchbook. 

I blinked at her, confusedly. "What?" 

"You need to take a break from work."

I stretched my hands towards the sketchbook. "No. I'm busy."

Emily took the book from my grip and kept it on my shelf. She sighed and looked at me. "Are you hungry?"

I placed the pen with my phone and shook my head. "No, so can I have my sketchbook back."

Suddenly, my stomach grumbled and I clenched my stomach. Emily arched a brow at me. Now, there is no way I can deny I was hungry.

Emily nodded and took my leather handbag. "That's it. We are going for lunch."

Now that I thought of it, having lunch was a better way to free my mind.

I stood up and held Emily's arm as we walked out of my office.

"Let's eat a chicken salad sandwich." I suggested.

Emily laughed and gave me a funny look. "I thought you weren't hungry." 

I smiled. "I am. In fact I can finish a thousand sandwiches and still be hungry."

She shook her head and nudged my shoulder. "Stop exaggerating. You don't eat much. I'm going to make you finish that sandwich."

Gosh, she knew me too well.

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I couldn't update yesterday, but next update is tomorrow, stay tuned.