Drip
Liam’s trying to work out and ignore his insecurities, until a cocky young trainer corrects his form. It’s intense, humiliating, and way too physical.
CHAPTER ONE - DRIP The gym was quiet that day. Late afternoon sun spilled through the high windows. Music pulsed low through the sound system, more felt than heard, blending into the familiar rhythm of clanking metal and low, masculine grunts. Liam was curled over a barbell near the free weights section, his expression pinched with focus. He wasn’t struggling, exactly—he was strong, clearly—but his head wasn’t in it. Tomo...
