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Kieran's P.O.V. *************************************************** "So, you really not gonna ask me how it was?" Pierce asked as he leaned up in the seat. Otti decided she wanted to go in to get our food. She wanted to see her old co-workers at the diner. I wanted to go in with her at least, but Otti insisted I stay put. I blew out a breath at Pierce's question. "Well, of course I want to know," I said. "But what? Are you jealous? How's it feel to know I got one of her firsts?" Pierce teased me. I shook my head. "I'm not jealous," I told him. "Really?" He asked skeptically. I'm really not jealous. It's not that. I don't care about Otti's firsts the same way that Pierce does. Otti and I will have our own firsts. I don't need her experienced or inexperienced. I just... I'm won