“Shawn. Before I can wiggle out of his hold, Adam presses against my front, squeezing me into a sweaty Shawn-and-Adam sandwich. “EW!” I squeal, cringing and trying to make myself paper-thin to escape their sweat-dampened T-shirts. But then another molten-hot body is pressing against my side. Mike’s arms wrap around Shawn’s and Adam’s shoulders. He smiles down at me and says, “I heard you have a thing for secondhand sweat.”

“Shawn. Before I can wiggle out of his hold, Adam presses against my front, squeezing me into a sweaty Shawn-and-Adam sandwich. “EW!” I squeal, cringing and trying to make myself paper-thin to escape their sweat-dampened T-shirts. But then another molten-hot body is pressing against my side. Mike’s arms wrap around Shawn’s and Adam’s shoulders. He smiles down at me and says, “I heard you have a thing for secondhand sweat.”

— Jamie Shaw