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His boyfriend, his partner, and Daddy smirked at him. Okay, if Jesse wanted to play, then Lake was going to show that wicked side of himself that Jesse praised. He glanced over at Dom. “Three days a week.”

Dom frowned. “Huh?”

“You get to play doll three says a week,” Lake told him.

Jesse stiffened.

“But no biting.” Lake gave a mock shudder. “That’s just creepy to think about.”

“One bite? Remi isn’t into that!” Dom argued.

“No!” Jesse snapped.

Lake was pretty proud of himself. He grinned at Jesse, receiving a narrow-eyed look in response. Being a wicked little boy was kind of fun.

Remi grabbed the back of Dom’s neck. “You’re pushing your luck. I would shut up while you’re behind.”

Dom huffed and pouted.

Jesse was gloating.

Remi seemed like he was regretting all his life’s decisions.

Lake started to laugh. He chose this. This was the family that he’d picked. Maybe he needed his head examined.

* * * * *

Lake

His palms were sweating but Lake was not going to chicken out. Glancing at the hoodie sitting over his backpack in the passenger seat, he smiled.

“We don’t need it,” Lake told Zeb. “We look fabulous in our skirts.”

Zeb didn’t respond but Lake knew that his little buddy agreed. Lake picked up Al as well. “Daddy said that he’d find someone who will make you custom clothes. We’ll get you a pretty dress in no time.”

Al’s different body shape made it hard for Lake to find the right clothes for him. Lake understood. Until the last several years, Lake had the same issues. It was getting easier to find pretty clothes for a man his size. He hadn’t been able to cheat, substituting women’s designs, since there weren’t very many women his height or weight. Al was now having the same trouble. Al wasn’t alone though. Lake, Jesse, and Zeb had Al’s back.

“How about a sweet treat?” Lake asked his stuffie friends. “We can stop by and see Ezra. Uncle Dom is off today but Ezra loves you guys.”

Zeb and Al thought that was a wonderful idea. They also knew that their uncle Dom was still at home since Dom had helped Lake get ready for work. Dom and his teasing and playing along with the whole doll theory.

It had actually been a fun afternoon. Ezra couldn’t hang out with them but Brandon had come over and sat on Lake’s bed as Dom had picked out Lake’s clothes and done his makeup.

Lake gabbed his backpack, hoodie, Zeb, and Al before he slid out from behind the wheel. He tried to insist on driving Jesse to work that morning but Remi had been heading into work so he’d dropped Jesse off.

He closed the door and hit the lock on his key fob.

The long champagne color silk skirt brushed his ankles. He wanted to twirl. Hell, why not? Lake gave a small spin.

“Gorgeous!” Clapping came close by.

Lake nearly peed himself as he yelled.

“Sorry!” Jesse’s assistant, Mason, walked over. He had a laptop bag over his shoulder and was carrying a plastic bag that looked like it held food.

“I didn’t know anyone was around,” Lake admitted.

“Who cares if they are.” Mason grinned at him. “And that outfit is fire.”