/Daisy’s POV/
I missed my chance to ask him about it—his type, I mean—but how am I even supposed to bring it up? I can’t seem to think straight when he’s with me, and with the way he wouldn’t stop touching me,. It was obvious he wanted me so much; it makes me happy, but at the same time, he sent my screw loose. f**k! My ears still grew warm at the mere touch of him. What have you done to me, Ember? I thought as my heart pounded aimlessly in my chest and memories of our time together flooded my brain. I knew he was being naughty when he buried himself inside me while on the phone with Amber. The way I went breathless as he slowly moved me up and down his length while guiding my waist with his hands.
I feel so embarrassed replying to Amber with scattered words; I couldn’t think straight. I
