The lady’s spray bottle started clicking near his abdomen. Her fingers trailed through the droplets on his stomach, spreading the moisture with unnecessary strokes.
William shifted, a tightening around his eyes, this was the first sign of discomfort and Grace caught it.
She arched closer, so much that her chest deliberately brushed against his arm.
Amara commented, “Is just me or is she not doing too much?”
Grace didn’t look away from the spectacle. Sasha’s hand was now resting lightly on William’s lower back as she admired her “work.”
“Yeah,” Grace said uninterestedly. “I wonder if she charges extra for the full-body hydration treatment.”
Grace thumbed her headset mic, her voice cracking into the silence of the gym. “Places for Take 2! Derek, get that chest cam rolling
