CHAPTER 14

Ashley’s POV

Carrying Katya back home, she is so drunk that she keeps babbling nonsense.

“I-rrrr-po---nne” she slurs out

“What are you saying” I say, trying to pick out her words

“Ph----onnee” she slurs again, giggling.

“You forgot your phone” I ask her, trying to be sure I hear her perfectly well.

“Yeshhhhh” she slurs.

“Let’s go back to get it” I say, walking back towards the house to get her phone.

I know asking her to tell me where her phone is will be a futile effort, it would be better to go there first and ask around or check out.

Entering back into the house after dropping Katya on the patio’s chair, I walk into a bit of commotion at the door.

Trying to know what the hell is going on, I discover that they are drunk females trying to get to Oliver.

He looks very disgruntled with them hovering over him.

“Hello bit*hes back off” I ordered, putting my arms around him and giving them one of my coldest glare.

Seeing the look I am giving them, they all went away after about some secon