Dylan glanced at my lips before kissing my lips gently. My heart almost stopped, not expecting him to do that. His kiss sent shivers down my body. He caressed my cheek as he pulled away.
“Thank you, little dove,” he whispered against my lips. “Don't rush. I don't want you to hurt yourself.”
It was the first time he acted like that. The man must have done it to keep his ex away from him. Yvonne's scoffing was proof of that. Alright. I could put on an act for my friend.
“Okay, hottie,” I said.
I glanced and smiled meaningfully at Yvonne. She glared at me. I walked towards the serving table. Remembering the first thing Dylan had picked up yesterday afternoon, I chose some fresh-cut fruit and a glass of apple juice.
They looked tense but talked in low voices. I couldn't hear anything from
