And now Max was looking down at him. Figuratively now, not just physically. Not that the oaf would've been wrong to assume Jeff hadn't caught everything he said but still. Jeff frowned, his hands clenching into fists by his sides.
"Sure, thanks," he hissed. Might as well try to appease the larger man. The sooner they finished, the sooner Jeff could bolt from the weight room and never come back.
no shut up his face is beautiful and smooth as a baby's bottom
"Sure, thanks," he hissed. Might as well try to appease the larger man. The sooner they finished, the sooner Jeff could bolt from the weight room and never come back.