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Cass kneeled up on the bed and straddled the quilt, threw her head back and rocked her hips repeatedly "Ah… Roh… shit… I’ her arse and pushing forward, iie style "Do you like it, Mol? TELL me you like it! Fuck… yeah!" she screamed

I threw my hands over my face to hide iggles

Cass piped up first "We did knock on your door, darlin’, but after the aniht we’d leave you to it Sounded like some fkin’ hot sex!"

Ally put her arnore these two But just so you know, the walls in this place are real thin, and although I’m your friend, Ros like that!"

Lexi snorted she was laughing so hard, rolling around on the bed, holding her sto As I turned for the door, Cass dived off the bed, threw st the sea of throw pillows, tutting and shaking her head "We’reso er in her mouth… phallically

"Please can we not talk about this?" I whispered and then chewed on my lip to the point that I tasted blood

"Leave her alone, guys" Ally sat on the end of the bed Cass and Lexi sprawled on either side of ainst her teeth suggestively I couldn’t help but crack a smile

I slapped her on her arm and faced Ally "Romeo’s parents have invited us to dinner tomorrow They want to meet me… officially"

Ally rubbed at her forehead, complete desolation on her face "Shit!"

Not the reaction I wanted

"Ro, don’t you? You know… improve relations between us"

"It won’t" Ally stressed "Mol, they’re not good people, you’ve seen a little of what they’re capable of Do yourself a favour and back out Don’t go Be happy with Rome without their interference"

"Jiirl You and Ro my hand

"I’ll have to an to pace "Because you invite theht out!" She walked over and squished herself beside ht?" She stared pointedly at Cass and Lexi, who nodded in agreeers pushed at her teuish "I never wanted you to hear this from me I don’t believe it’sfor you both inthe famed Prince tycoons!"

I sed in apprehension

"I’ve never known parents could hate their child, you know? Folks are meant to idolise their kids, but they don’t They hate hiht in their eyes

"When he was a kid, he’dhis clothes or displease theo coive him the belt, and put hirounded for weeks, on his own for weeks--a tiny little kid isolated and told how o nuiven hih and none of us knew just how ha, so I only saw him on occasion, but every visit he looked worse and worse Anyway, that kinda treate, but their claws are still firh life for hiin’ Shelly Blair, well…" She trailed off, eyes shining

Gathering her co withol’ fork in their road You going to dinner, I guarantee, is not a get-to-know-you If I’one froo, proh it He needs you more than I think you realise"