He was already sat behind the wheel of his blue Corvette with his window down half way and his fingers drumming against the wheel. "Perfect timing!" I called out to Jaxson just as his head turned my way.
"As always our tardiness works in our favour." He winked.
Laughing, I reached over and kissed his cheek. "You look different." My thoughts were said out loud. "Good, different of course."
A cute, shy smile graced his lips. "Yeah, training's pretty tough." Tough I could believe, this was Richard we were talking about. "It's worth it though." He added.
I could see it was definitely worth it. Jaxson had never had a big build, more of a lean swimmer's kind of body, but not anymore. His tanned arms were defined; the shape of his biceps evident and his shoulders had broadened. He looked ever
