Lexie, you still need to ice your back,” Zeke tried again. All the other guys groaned, glaring at him. Asher threw a decorative pillow at his head. “You seriously did not just say that?” Ethan moaned, his hand over his eyes. The silver rings on his fingers catching the light. “Zeke, you need to stop while you’re ahead, man,” Isaac advised. “Even I know that was a stupid thing to say,” Miles mumbled.
