Daphne put her hands on Sara’s shoulders. She was tempted to drape her hair over Sara but her hat prevented it. Was the hat’s sexiness worth it? She smirked down at Sara to see if she would take it off her and held still for a moment so she could if she wanted to.
Glad when Sara touched her, she made no move to stop Sara. Running her cheek along Sara’s, Daphne stopped when she reached Sara’s ear. Sucking lightly at the earlobe, Daphne kept dancing.