"Sure. Did it hurt much?”

He swung his arm from the bench that he was gripping and with his right hand pinched my leg. I yelped.

"Did that hurt?" he asked.


“Well that’s what you’re doing to me only it’s already bruised. It hurt! You just liked the opportunity to inflict some pain on me.”

I turned to him with exasperation. “Nothing I just did was for me. You think I’m having fun massaging your leg? It’s hard work. My fingers ache doing it.”

“You looked like you were enjoying it to me. Especially the sideshow.” He glanced to the towel.

I wrinkled my nose at him. “You’re so tacky, Lucas. I’ve spent almost three years studying physio, I treat your bruised calf muscle and instead of just saying thanks, you’ve got to take the upper hand, like you’re doing me some favor."

Team Lucas By Ally Adams