For some reason I feel relief, I think it’s better than Will’s. I shiver, “Thank you for not putting me in Will’s room. I don’t think I would've wanted to sleep in his bed.” Who knows how many women he's had in there.
Castien laughs, “I told you.”
“Anyways,” Richie continues, “Since you’ll be the only girl here, we agreed it would be better for you to take the master bedroom.”
“Which is Will’s room by the way,” Castien pauses and turns to Richie with worry, “Are you sure you want to do that?”
“Yeah, are you sure? What does he say about it?” I ask, pinching my bottom lip.
“He’s not here, therefore he doesn’t get a say.” Richie shrugs without a care about what his friend thought. I nibble on my lip, unsure.
“Oh, he’s going to be so pissed.” Castien chuckles, “Without a doubt.”
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