Ottilyn's P.O.V.
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"Trina really said that?" Kieran asked, making me laugh harder.
I nodded. A little too enthusiastically because I spilled wine all over my leg. Which only made me laugh again.
"Otti, you're getting drunk," Pierce grumbled as he wiped my leg off with some napkins.
"So," I stated.
"We have plans after this date, Otter," he replied.
"Don't worry Pierce," I said as I leaned in closer to him. "I can still fu.ck you while I'm tipsy."
Pierce smirked at me.
"Yeah, but I don't want our first time to be when you aren't sober," he stated.
I pouted at him.
We've been outside for a few hours now. The sun has gone down, and the fairy lights look so pretty. It's getting very chilly though. It was already questionable, but wi
