But what can she say? She really has nothing to explain herself. Just that she didn’t know what was going on and was goaded into giving a random guy a peck, which turned to a disgusting French kiss?
Recalling how disgusting it was, she started rubbing her lips with the back of her hand. Yuck. She hated that kiss. She hated that guy. She hated everyone in that group. She knew they were up to no good, but hoped all the same that they would treat her right out of respect to Dave. Or something. Damn it. She started cursing in her head.
If things fall out with Dave, she’s not sure what to do next. He’s the only thing giving her life. She stared blankly outside, seeing and not seeing Dave at the same time.
She stirred when Tyler showed up, but Dave looked ready to punch him, too. She sat u
