EVAN
Eddie let out a sigh, relieved that I wasn’t going to roundhouse him in the face.
He stands an intimidating six foot tall, but his boyish charm is really about that dimple. And I don’t have to wonder about it further. A few girls are already eyeing this fine specimen in front of me, admiring and curious.
Plonking myself on the bench, Eddie followed suit with a canister of his own, rehydrating his perspiring body. I removed my foot wrap and put my socks and shoes back on, wiping my face with the white towel from my bag.
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