Chapter 162
Drew walked into the room, smiling at Scott. "Hey, babe. Miss me?" "Not even a little bit." Scott quipped. Drew chuckled dryly. "Fine. Come here." Scott didn't move. "Do I need to repeat myself?" Scott still didn't move, trying to come up with the most Avi-sounding answer he could. "Who do you think you're talking to?" Drew took a step forward, checking him out. "You look good without pants." Scott tried not to blush, but failed. Drew took another step forwards. "Aw, how cute. You're blushing." Drew finally caught up to him and shoved him roughly into one of the walls. Scott yelped, but hoped that Mitch wouldn't be able to tell that he was in pain. Drew pushed Scott's handcuffed hands above his head, and pinned them there with one arm, using the other hand to run along Scott's torso, slipping under his shirt. "I think you got even more muscular. Which, I always thought was impossible." Scott looked away from him, trying to zone out. Drew shoved him again to get his attention. "If you d

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