Arlo: No way. The guy is like…way too boring to pull a plot twist like that out of his ass
Jin: More like a giant dildo out of his ass
Bash: I’m not adding anything to this conversation
Jin: Good thing no one asked for your opinion
Arlo: Shit, Wolfy is on fire tonight
Jin: Can confirm, he throws a good punch
Arlo: Can confirm he has a big dick to match that energy
Jin: Really?
Arlo: Fuck, look at his hair. The guy is sex on a stick
Arlo: And yes, he was big enough to choke me
Harrison grimaced. He didn’t need to think about the shit Arlo got up to.
Bash: Gross
Harrison agreed.
Jin: Okay, that’s good to know, but I meant is he really into guys? I could have sworn that one was straight
Arlo: Not anymore
Jin: LOL
Jin: Is this some new tactic? Montreal infiltrates Toronto so they can win more games?
Arlo: It was more like Toronto was infiltrating Montreal’s mouth
Étienne: Alright. Enough.
Harrison: Fucking thank you. Arlo, shut the fuck up
“Why are you making a face?”
Harrison jumped and hid his phone so Jett couldn’t see the filth he was dealing with. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”
“Oh god.” Jett sat next to him, wearing only a towel and his non-slip sandals. “Now Ihaveto know.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Harrison muttered. He would have said more, but his eyes caught on a bead of water as it dripped off the tip of Jett’s hair and landed on his shoulder, staying there for a second before it slid down a firm pec and ridges of abs.
Harrison swallowed roughly to wet his throat, ogling Jett while he found his phone and unlocked it to read the messages. Every movement had more water droplets falling onto golden skin, where they made a show of rolling over all his favourite parts to disappear into the towel.
Jett didn’t notice his precarious situation because he was too busy looking at his phone with wide-eyed horror.
“Told you,” Harrison said, his voice coming out lower than he meant to.
It was unfortunate timing when Wolf walked into the room naked and still wet from his shower.
“Jett, I want to change your mind about not wanting to come out with us.”
Harrison had to look away when Wolf swaggered in their direction, partly because he was trying not to laugh at Jett’s expression, and partly because he was mortified seeing the topic of Arlo’s conversation far too close for comfort.
