Chapter 4Dakota
After training, we all end up at home, as often. My apartment is almost too small to accommodate five males swollen with testosterone, but I am extremely uncomfortable in an environment other than mine, so they are kind enough to agree to hug a little so that I can be myself.
— What do you want to eat Dakota?
Good question. What could cheer me up and soften my bruised little heart?
— No matter the food, as long as you eat it on my dream body, you will be in seventh heaven, doll.
I explode with laughter in front of Jared who swells the pectorals by raising his eyebrows suggestively. Luke walks behind him to pat him on the back of the head as I struggle to catch my breath and tears drop from the corner of my eyes. Now, more than food, I need my friends and their antics t
