The next day Holly was waiting outside the hotel by the limo, peering over her dark sunglasses. She leaned against the car, watching them as they approached. All the guys came out with pissed off looks on their faces, mirroring her own.
“Morning girls. Sleep well? Colt, they didn’t violate you last night, did they? Roofies are a serious thing in clubs. You should really watch about leaving your drink unattended at bars,” she spat out.
She crossed her arms and got a serious but obviously angry look across her face.
“Try that s**t again and I will cut your d**k off and feed it to you,” she said to Colt with a snarl.
She quickly got in the car, and they all followed like ducks in a row. Holly sat glaring daggers at them all. No one said anything most of the ride to the photo shoot.
Final
