Soraya's POV
Gosh, that was so embarrassing.
I’d actually kissed him, and not just anywhere but right at the base of the stairs! Sam literally saw us.
I groaned softly, covering my face with my hands as I hurried down the hallway. “That’s what I get for kissing in the middle of the house,” I muttered under my breath, my cheeks were still burning.
Just then, I heard quick footsteps and cheerful voices.
“Miss! Miss Soraya!”
I stopped and turned, only to see Irene and Chantelle hurrying toward me, their eyes wide with excitement.
I tried to act normal, smiling. “Oh hey, you two.”
Irene beamed, her usual sweet smile on her face. “Welcome back, miss. You’re home a bit late, though.”
I cleared my throat softly. “Uh, well… Darius took me out for some ice cream.”
Irene gasped and clapped
