Chapter 3

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{A/N: There is cussing, cuz I seem to use the F-bomb a lot.}

Chapter 3

“We will talk about that when the time comes.” Corbin said while getting dressed, I walked into the closet and found an oversized football jersey and some basketball shorts. Walking back out to see both Corbin and Dawson dressed, “Now since it is past lunch, and you seem to have calmed down lets go grab something to eat.”

“Hell yeah, I am flipping hungry and not to mention I NOW need to get laid.” Dawson laughed.

“Ha Ha, use Rosy and her five friends!” I said glaring at him; I can’t help my stupid heat.

“What?” He asked so I raised my hand and wiggled my fingers.

“Only if it is your hand.” He laughed, “Let’s go raid the kitchen already.” I followed then down the stairs and into the beautiful kitchen. It had black marble floor and red walls; the back splash was a mirrored glass tile. Stainless steel and red appliances graced the kitchen. “So what do you want? We have left over pizza and cereal and other shit.”

“Uh, how old is that pizza?” I asked skeptically.

“Not sure… how about we go into town and hit the burger joint off the main road.” Corbin asked glancing at me.

“Sounds good to me, but I need some shoes.” I asked wiggling my toes.

“Hmmm… well I have a pair but they will be big, but we can stop on the way to get you a pair. We can also get you some more girlie clothe as well, that way you don’t look like a boy. And I don’t feel weird checking you out.” Dawson replied as he got up and headed toward his room.

“Actually, this is basically how I dress. Never been into flaunting my figure or what figure I have.” I shrugged following him into his room, I laughed as he rubbed his nose.

“Still hate you; I can still smell your scent… And damn it if it doesn’t smell so good… anyways here are the shoes and a pair of socks.” He said tossing them to me, “And what do you mean no figure?”

“I just really don’t have one, so why would I go around wearing tight clothes looking like a slut.” I said slipping the large shoes on, “Hey you got a ball cap?”

“Yeah, sure,” he threw me a Tap Out ball cap; I slipped it on, “You know you really look like a dude now.”

“So!” I said getting up and heading toward the door.

“I don’t know, just you know… you have a nice body, you should show it off.”

“No reason to, nobody cares about me. Plus it will through the boys off when they smell my stupid heat- damn that bitch wolf and her needs.” I laughed as we made it to the front door.

“Are you ready? And where did the dude come from?” He chuckled swinging his keys around his finger.

“Yep, and I am your new brother.” I said with a big smile.

“Good, we will take my car.” He said, was there a glimmer in his eyes?

We followed him out to a Dodge Challenger; it was a beautiful cobalt blue. “SHOTGUN!” Yelled Dawson.

“Piecer!” I mumbled as I climbed in the back.

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The resturant was cute; we slid into a booth with Dawson sitting way to close to me. “Scoot over fat ass!” I laughed shoving him over a bit; “So what do you recommend?”

“The bacon, mushroom cheeseburger is really good.” Corbin said.

“Okay, sounds good to me… Hopefully I don’t get sick…” I mumbled.

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