Y/N has two problems. One weighs 130 pounds, has four legs, and answers to Tank. The other is six-foot-four, covered in tattoos, pays half the bills, and answers to Madden. Sometimes. After three years together, Y/N has accepted that her boyfriend is ridiculously handsome, hopelessly in love with her, and missing several important brain cells. Unfortunately, his best friends, Talon and Stephen, aren’t helping. Neither is her best friend Moriah, who’s too busy flirting with Talon to supervise anybody. Between Tank stealing Madden’s spot in bed, grown men arguing over absolutely nothing, disastrous double dates, and a group chat that should probably be investigated by the FBI, Y/N’s life is one big sitcom. Madden swears he’s the man of the house. Tank disagrees. And Y/N? She’s just trying to figure out which one of them keeps eating her leftovers. One girl. One boyfriend. One Cane Corso. Absolutely no home training. 🦴💕
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