"Oh, s**t, we're cuddling now, aren't we?" I ask, my tone full of distaste.
"Yes, it appears that we are," Oliver points out, amused. I can feel his warm body heat against my back as we lay on the couch.
"Even worse yet: we're spooning," I grumble. He laughs, wraps his arm around my front, and pulls me even closer to his chest.
"I didn't mean to fulfill the application," I say drowsily, my eyes drooping a little. "I don't want to cuddle with you."
With a loud yawn that I don't even try to stifle, I realized that what I said was a lie.
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The blond, the brunette, and the red-head. Yes, you've heard that joke before, I'm sure. But this isn't a joke, this is a story.
One about three friends, a Jack Daniels bottle, and an unforgettable game of Truth or Dare (But Truths are for p*****s). And if you add in a website, a Cuddle Application, and an incredibly attractive boy named Oliver, the recipe for disaster gets a little tastier.
But what if a silly joke, like submitting a cuddle application to find a hug buddy, becomes something so much more?
What if it slowly transforms into love?
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Warning to the younger readers: there's plenty of colorful language in this story. I recommend being 13+ to read (don't be a fetus).
Extreme love for all of you.