Engagement Party From Hell
Mama said, standing as Kannon and I walked in.
Draya stood too. The vindictive smile she wore was as sharp as her Balmain dress and heels. Her voice was even sharper.
“Hey, Sis. Long time no see… Hey Kannon.”
She licked her lips and lowered her eyes to a seductive gaze when she addressed Kannon—who looked scared to breathe the wrong way. There was a lump so big caught in his throat, it looked like he had two Adam’s apples.
“What’s up, Draya?” Kannon replied, squeezing my hand unknowingly.