CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
~LAKEN~
I was stunned. I can’t believe Daphne wants me to kiss her, and she told me to my face too. Knowing her, I know she’d rather chew jeans than admit she wants to kiss me. I guess she must be really drunk.
“Believe me, I’d love to kiss the hell out of you, but I’d only do that when you’re sober,” I whispered to her and pulled back. I wanted to feel her lips on mine again as I savored every inch of her breath.
I remembered the first time I kissed her at the party. Her soft lips drove me insane and if not for the crowd cheering really loudly, I’d have kissed her till she was breathless.
I found Daphne attractive the moment I laid eyes on her. I remember that day very clearly. I was in Yolanda’s room, watching her finger herself as she moaned. She had tormented m
