#Chapter 95: Wearing Conrad’s T-Shirt
Ollie’s POV
Another hour later, I step out into the hallway where one of Conrad’s gray college t-shirts. It’s big on me, covering down to mid-thigh, hopefully hiding that I’m not wearing any panties.
Behind me Conrad laughs. “You know,” he calls after me. “You are welcome to stay all vacation in my room.”
I drown him out by closing the door.
That brute knew what he was doing in destroying my clothes. He very likely wants me to parade around in his t-shirt, smelling of him.
I could only hope the brothers aren’t the jealous sort, but I already know that’s a fool’s hope.
The quadruplets are as jealous and possessive as they come.
Also, I realize as I face the hallway once again, I have no idea which of these doors leads to my bedroom.
Conrad likely knew that too. He probably wants me to walk around in his t-shirt, asking for directions, to show everyone who I belong too.
Well, there’s not much I can do about it, so I press forward. Maybe Conrad wants to embarrass me, but

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