I take another sip of tea as I stare dumbly at Dorthy who is sitting across from me outside in the serving area of the cute restaurant we were all dining at.
"You mean to tell me that you were less than ten feet away from Vira and you did not rip the hair out of her head?" I asked stunned.
Preston, Dorthy's gorgeous boyfriend, choked violently on his sandwich.
Dorthy shot him a dirty look, "someone said it wouldn't be a good idea."
"Are all American women this violent?" Preston's accented voice asked in confusion as he stared between Dorthy and I in bewilderment.
Valerie rolled her eyes, "no, but it's a trend in this group."
"My Sky isn't violent," David boasted proudly as he smirked with his arm tossed over the back of Sky's chair as she blushed.
Darla rolled her eyes, "give us a few more months with her and she'll be throwing knives at your balls."
David glared at her while Justin chuckled, his eyes getting caught on Darla for the millionth time since we'd sat down today.
We were in London, had been for the past three days and it was perfect.
"I like my Dove violent," Kal smirked, twirling a braid of Valeries hair as she rolled her eyes at him.
"I thought you liked me naked."
"That too," he smirked pressing closer to her.
It nearly made my heart hurt to look at them. I'd never seen Valerie so happy, so herself, in a relationship before. She was practically glowing, which wasn't surprising by the physique that Kal had.
Man was a pure stallion.
As was Preston, and Justin, but there was an edge to Kal that the other two did not have.
And from the looks of it, Valerie was edging each and every inch of that edge.
Dorthy rolled her eyes at the two of them as she sat pressed into Preston's side, "please, we can hear you through the hotel walls at night, we don't need to hear you two now."
I snorted into my tea cup as Justin choked on his food, Darla's eyebrows shooting up, "you can hear them, too?"
I nearly kneeled over in laughter.
"I'm pretty sure they're fucking against the wall," Dorthy said narrowing her eyes at a gaping Valerie and a smirking Kal.
"We are," Kal said, sending Justin and David into roaring laughter while Valerie began swatting at him.
Our laughter was cut short by two pretty blond women walking up to our table, "aren't you guys on the futbol team? Can we have a picture please?"
Kal, Justin, and Preston nodded before standing up and walking a bit away from the table, Valerie and Dorthy's eyes watching them like a hawk, while Darla only stared at Justin's ass.
"Could her boobs be any bigger?" Dorthy scowled staring at the women who were pushed together taking a picture the guys.
"I think Sky and I are going to go look at that shop on the corner, we will be right back," David said before grabbing Sky's hand and dragging her blushing body away.
Darla rolled her eyes at them as they left before looking back at the rest of us, "do you think Justin likes me?" She asked nervously patting her hair down.
"Yes," we all deadpanned as she fidgeted in her seat watching him take a picture.
"Then why won't he touch me?" She hissed furious, "I knocked on his door in barely anything asking if he wanted to watch a movie, meaning break the bed, and all we did was watch a movie" she scowled over at the man, "we fucking fell asleep cuddling like teenagers. Can he not tell that I want to lick his abs? Am I not making that clear?"
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