CHAPTER 10
DE-SHAWN POINT OF VIEW
Goddammit! Who the f**k is that?
At first, I pretended not to hear the knock, but Daisy heard it too.
Once she did, she yanked me off with all her strength. I stepped back and adjusted my clothes before reaching for the door.
As I walked away, my eyes glowed a bit of gold. It shifted from the initial Drew Barrymore yellow to a hint of gold—something that only happens when I’m getting angry.
I had warned everyone to let me have my peace. It’s Christmas, and I plan to have a great time away from my family.
I hesitated, taking another look at my outfit. Looking down at my zipper, it was raised up; my d**k was still very much hard for Daisy Mae Carter.
Reaching for it, I adjusted it to the side, pressing it downward so no one would notice at first gl
