(Drake's POV) Mike and Nicholas already went toward the kitchen but me... I'm finding my girl. Gotcha... I went near a figure standing alone near the kitchen door. "Gotcha..." I whispered huskily in her ear. "Uhhh, Dammit Drake," Anne said. I took a moment to check her out. She was wearing a white and black frock with a floral design on her skirt. Her frock reached her mid-thighs. Her hair was loose on one side and she had minimum makeup. Dammit looking at her only made me felt turned up. The things I want to do with her..... "Take a photo. It will last longer." She commented taking me out of a trance. "nice idea," I said and took a photo of hers. "I see so you are the girl who whipped our man's ass," Mike commented with Nicholas. "Mike." I glared at him. "Maybe," Anne said chuc

