“How is buying groceries a fair trade for like hundreds of dollars in rent?” His lip quirks into a cocky smirk, and he reaches down and lifts the hem of his T-shirt, showing off his six-pack of abs. “Do you see me, babe? I’m a six-foot-three catcher about to go to the MLB. I eat like a fucking horse to keep this physique up.” My gaze lowers for only a second before flitting back up
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