Chapter 10 - No Strings Attached - Malevolence
Matt is pushed to breaking point. A light beading of perspiration is shaken from my hair as I leap skywards, returning the incoming ball with a slam, and finish off my scowling, sexy adversary to win the set. It was a hard-fought match under the oppressive early June sun, and as I reach towards my bottle of water, then rake my damp hair from my eyes, I glance at Justin, still glaring from across the net. "It's your serve." Wearing navy tennis shorts and a...