Draymond carried Zarina in a bridal style whispering, "I better get her to her room before she pushes me to my limits," his words barely audible.
However, in her tipsy state, Zarina reached for his lips and kissed him. Draymond was taken aback, his eyes widening in astonishment. He stood there, letting her lavish his lips, too surprised to react.
"Ugh! Sweet like cherries. It's better than what I drank a while ago," she exclaimed as she broke the kiss.
Zarina tended to do crazy things when drunk, with no recollection the next morning, which is why she avoided drinking alone to preserve her dignity.
"Fuck!" Draymond cursed, feeling caught off guard.
"Huh? Why are the cherries cursing?" she asked with her eyes closed. "Come here, my cherries. Let me taste you again," she exclaimed, attempting to reach Draymond's lips once more.