•CHAPTER NINETEEN•

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"I was wondering...." Ariala started.

"Yesss?" Mo says looking up from her phone.

"Can we like have a little sleepover before you leave?" Ariala asks playing with her fingers shyly.

"Of course, we'll meet up in your room at nine."

"Yes," she says before skipping away happily.

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After setting up the foot massagers for herself and Mo, it was time for Ariala to put her well thought out plan in motion.

Using her phone, she texts her cugino.

HELP!! COME TO MY ROOM RIGHT NOW!!

Just as a knock came from her door.

"Come in Mo," she says turning her phone off.

"You ready to have some girl time!?" She says enthusiastically, doing a little dance. She had on black biker shorts and a black sports bra.

"Hell yeah," she says giggling, joining her little dance.

The girls were having some girl talk, their feet submerged in the hot scented water when there was a knock on the door.

"Who could that be?" Mo whispers.

"Only one way to find out, can you go get the door? "Ariala says with a mischievous smirk that Mo didn't notice.

"Okay," she says drying her feet before going to answer the door.

"Luca what are you doing here?" She asks a worried looking Luca who ignored Mo, going past her into the room.

"Sure, just ignore me," Mo mumbles to herself

"Ariala, are you okay?" Luca asks looking over her.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Ari asks with her eyes closed.

"What do you mean why do you ask. You texted me help, exclamation mark, come to my room right now, and two exclamation marks in capital letters!" He says showing her the text.

"Oops, must have been a butt text," she says nonchalantly.

"You butt texted help, come to my room now, all in caps?" He asks sarcastically.

"Yep," she says nonchalantly. "But now that you are here, join us." She says, her mood changing completely.

"No, I'm going back to my room," he says monotonously.

"Come on Zio, you're going back tomorrow and I don't know when I'll see you again," she says with a pout.

"Fine, you seriously need to stop guilty trapping me."

"Yey," she says excitedly jumping up and down.

Knock. Knock

Before anyone could answer the door, it burst open.

"Sorry we are late," Alessandro says.

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