"There he is," you said, walking down the ramp and into the ring where a few of the cruiserweights were training.
"Hey," Drew smiled, slightly taken aback by your sudden visit. He leaned forward and pecked your cheek. "What are you doing here?"
"Just thought I'd come and see how you're all getting on." They all smiled over at you, but one thing stood out above all else. "So, where's your shirt?"
"Just down there," Drew told you, pointing back to the black fabric that was in the corner of the ring.
"Why aren't you wearing it? Showing off that body of yours." You ran your hand along his chest, leaning up on your tiptoes and wrapping your other arm around his neck.
"What can I say? If you've got it, flaunt it." You chuckled, leaning your head back, feeling his arms wrap around you and raise you off of the ground.
"You're certainly doing that alright darling," you told him, peppering a couple of kisses along his jawline.
"All those other guys are just jealous of me," he said a little bit louder making them all look over at him, giving him questioning glances.
"Whatever."
"Yeah right."
"Shut up dude." They all chimed in, quickly flexing their own muscles.
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