Shit, I can’t judge nobody but if I ever say somethin’ it’s cause I care. I would never intentionally hurt your feelings.” “You…you care about me?” “Yea…” Daun kissed her wet lips. “I do.” “Because of what we did at my bakery?” “What we do?” he asked, as if he didn’t recall. “Hm?” he licked her pouty lips then pressed into them hard causing Benz to release a low whimper. “What we do at your bakery, B?”
