CHAPTER ELEVEN Noah
Noah wiped the weight machine down and took a long drink of water. He had joined Harrison for an off-day workout at the practice facility.
“After we hit the showers, meet me in the parking lot. Sam asked us over for a beer. Interested?”
“Sure. Where are we hanging out?”
“His house. He’s home on daddy duty today.”
Noah agreed and headed towards the showers. “Be out in ten!”
Harrison was waiting by his vehicle when Noah exited the building. His arms were folded, and he looked at his watch dramatically. “Ten minutes, huh?”
Sure, he had taken longer than ten minutes. With a shrug and a grin, he taunted, “Hey, some of us still take pride in what we look like.”
“And some of us have grown out of the shallow, vain stage. We’re comfortable in our own skins. You’ll see so
