“This is humiliating.” I groan, trying to conceal my junk behind a hockey puck.
I know what you’re thinking—what the hell? And yeah, you’d be right. This situation is all kinds of messed up.
what the hell?“Don’t be a baby. It’s for charity,” Asher says, giving me a mocking look.
I give him a dark look and flip him the middle finger. “Just wait till it’s your turn, fucker.”
We’ve all been brought here today—a drafty warehouse on the outskirts of the city, which isn’t the best place to get naked as far as I’m concerned—under the guise of it being “for a good cause.”
I’m getting really tired of hearing those words leave our friend Aubree’s mouth. And considering she’s not even here today, what the actual hell? I know she works for the charity that the team supports, but this is getting a
