Bestie's Alpha Brother
I allowed myself, then, to carefully slide my gaze over to inspect his firm muscles.
“Your muscles have grown since you’ve gotten here,” I mused, shooting him a brief glance.
Chris shrugged and folded his arms across his chest, although I knew he was just trying to make his biceps look even bigger. The way they strained against the soft fabric of his shirt made my blush deepen, if that was even possible.
“I work out,” he said.
I furrowed my brow. “We don’t have gyms here,” I said, reaching out to touch his arm. “No, this…” I gave it a squeeze. “This is surely a product of the vitamins in our food here. I told you that it makes a difference.”
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