-Dakota POV-
I can’t stop staring at him. When he is not looking at me, I look at him. He is kneeling on one knee fixing a wheel on one of the beds. His muscles tighten as he puts force into what he is doing. My stomach does summersaults. He looks my way and I quickly turn my head.
“I am done with the paint, Lil. What now?” I ask.
“Mh...” She puts a finger under her chin, looking around. “Oh, I know. Here. Put these stickers on the headboard.”
“Are these the numbers?”
“Yea. Each bed has to have a number from one to ten.”
I nod taking the stickers from her and then get on the first bed. I start to put the sticker on the headboard where everyone can see it. I take my time and as I do, I start to look around. There are many people here helping and I can tell that most of them are h
