Chapter Thirteen
Connie’s heart thundered, and she flushed. Of course you bloody well have. Part of her itched to hotfoot it back to her room, and bollocks to the rumour mill. But a bigger part was eager to know what had been said—at least she could give her own version of events if what Nico and Ashley had heard turned out to be a load of crap.
With a coolness that certainly wasn’t reflected on the inside, she replied, “Oh? And what might that be, then?”
Nico opened his mouth to respond, but before he spoke, Ashley tapped his arm. “Er, mate?”
“Yeah?”
Ashley gave a subtle nod towards Lisa and her new friends. “Do you think we should discuss this somewhere more private? And where we don’t have to shout.”
Understanding dawning on his face, Nico replied, “Good idea. Connie?” He held out
