Ottilyn's P.O.V.
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"Wait, you what?" Trina asked me as we sat down at our lunch table.
"I made Kieran get you and Franky a hotel room for this weekend. One each too. So, ya know, if you wanted to take a hot football player back to your room like I plan to do... Then you can." I told her, smirking.
Trina gaped at me for a moment.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said.
"Mhm," I replied. "Just don't tell Holden about me and the guys."
Trina shook her head.
I had the guys drop me off at my house yesterday in time to make dinner for Mom and Austin. After that, Mom went to bed and I called Franky and Trina to come over. I needed to talk to someone about Kieran and Pierce, about what I had overheard when I was pretending to
