At that, Daphne wanted nothing more than to throw her drink on Bridget. If they were anyone else, she probably would have. But Bridget was Kherrie's best friend, and Daphne and Kherrie were friends, and she wouldn't do something like that in Kherrie's home.
Daphne leaned against the counter, popping her left hip up ever so slightly, accentuating her curves. She wore the dress to impress the men in attendance, but at the moment she wanted to use it to make Bridget feel insecure.
"I'm a very fascinating person, darling." She gave Bridget a charming smile. "I can't help it that men love me."