All too late for his love

Chapter 63

Kenan had just swallowed a mouthful of wine in an attempt to calm his nerves before his loss with Willow.

However, before he could swallow more wine, Zayn had volunteered, causing him to spit out the mouthful of wine from shock.

“What did you say, Zayn? My ears are probably fooling me. I think I’m hallucinating! I just heard you say you were willing to kiss me!” Kenan exclaimed. “You’re not hallucinating Zayn’s expression didn’t change one bit. “I’ll kiss you.”

Kenan was holding his breath from sheer panic.

He chuckled dryly. “Man, your joke really sucks.”

“It wasn’t a joke.”

already approached Renan. “Let’s begin,”

him. He wanted to

that the loser couldn’t deny anyone who volunteered to help them with their dare. Kenan gritted his teeth and practically

and turned his face away as he vomited violently. Kissing a man was simply

since they were at

and Willow didn’t

all lovey–dovey at

supposed to kiss Willow, but Zayn had stolen that chance and

was so against Willow, but he finally made the connection between everything that had

was only one reason

had given up on the limits of gender and fallen in deep, inexplicable love

to lose Zayn, who had been his best friend since they were kids, but there was no way he would let go of Willow

brows. It was truly

sight of them kissing. She knew Zayn didn’t want Kenan to kiss her, but it wasn’t because Zayn actually cared about her. It was just