Corbin asked, watching Benson and Bella until they disappeared through the club’s hospitality entrance. “I told you,” Travis said. “He’s gonna break her in right. Don’t hate the trainer, or even question his techniques. Later, you might thank him.” “Like hell I will. He has one thing on his mind.” “So do you,” Travis reminded him. “Only if you do that, you’re done, man. You’re toast, burnt toast. Benson, on the other hand, probably couldn’t care less whether or not he makes it through the night with Bella. He’s only interested in the jam and jelly.” Travis gyrated his hips, rocking them forward and back a couple of times for the crudest impression. Corbin stuffed his hands in his pockets. “You’re sick, man.” “Not near as ill as you’ll be,” Travis grumbled. A few gals walked by them and tried to get their attention. When Corbin didn’t acknowledge them, Travis said, “Ah hell, what are you waitin’ for? If you didn’t notice those three hotties, then you might as well run on along and fetch your bride.”
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