Sierra
Oh my feet. It was so busy tonight, I was actually glad the guys didn’t make it in. I wouldn’t have had time to stop and talk to them. The place had been packed from the moment I got there until past midnight.
I quietly unlocked the front door. Living in this beautiful house with a beautiful man felt surreal. I don’t think it’s hit me yet. I’ve been here for seven days. Anthony has yet to go on any business trips, but I was okay with that. I liked seeing him when I woke up.
He was killing me in his house attire. He was always in some lounge pants, either shirtless or with a tight tank on. His muscles were always in my face. He wasn’t as bulky as Marco and the twins. His muscles were leaner, like a swimmer. Where Marco was more like Arnold in the Terminator and the twins
