CHAPTER TWENTY
Maybe she should just call Juliet. Nope. She was a grown ass woman and it was about time she stopped calling her best friend over everything that happens in her goddamn life. She needed to figure out all this own her own even though she knew damn well she was not the smoothest decision maker.
“Are you going to keep on pacing or are you going to tell me what happened because I just risked father’s anger to cause some fake commotion for you and the duke. You more than anyone know its like dancing on fire and hoping you don’t get burnt when it comes to the old man” Darren spoke.
“He kissed me,” she stopped pacing,” Liam f*****g kissed me,”
“Um…okay,” He wondered what seemed to be the big deal about it. People kissed all the time and it had never really been an iss
