Bonus Chapters - Luke The Black EyeThe cold shower in the locker room had done little to quell the rage surging through his veins. The King of the Douchebags had been, as always, running his mouth while doing half the reps assigned for each rotation during weight training. It's none of your business, it's none of your business, it's none.of.your.business, he coached himself, pulling his t-shirt over his head. It was taking every ounce of restraint he possessed to ignore the conversation taking place one locker row over.
“I seriously can't believe you got her to give it up. She's such a princess,” Rich Michaelson expressed with admiration.
“Really? I'm kind of disappointed at how easy it was. I thought she'd be a bit more of a challenge. It's amazing what a few “you make me a better man”
