Marissa stretched out her arms to push the man away, "Didn't you promise not to mention that ever again! If someone hears, both of us will be ruined. Even your father's PR company won't be able to save us."
Danson smirked and grabbed onto the woman's wrist. "In that case, you better behave. Otherwise, I don't know what else I'd reveal," Danson warned as he dragged her towards the building. "Come on, we have a party to attend."
Marissa stared down at her wrist and furrowed her brows. It was true, they had kissed before. In fact, they had done much more than that, but that was a secret between the two of them that no one knew about.
A secret that had lasted 11 years.
