Chapter 22

“He started it!” Tim exclaimed heatedly.

“Me? You bloody—” Ian retorted immediately, but Mike interrupted.

“I don’t care who started it!”

The subsequent silence was awkward and intense. Neither man knew what to say in response.

“I think I’ll leave now,” Ian blurted out after a few minutes and made to stand up.

“Sit down!” Mike commanded. Surprisingly, Ian complied instantly, but he was definitely pouting. “Look, Tim, Ian, when I asked you to go to the gym together, I thought it would be a good bonding experience. I wasn’t expecting this.”

Tim snorted petulantly. “Yeah, like I want to bond with this son of a bitch.”

“Who’re you calling ‘son of a bitch,’ you bloody bastard?” Ian turned to face Tim head-on.

The men were scowling at each other, ready to pounce and beat each other to a pulp.

“Enough! We’re going to resolve this issue today, so someone better start explaining,” he threatened the other two men.

“Your boyfriend is a jealous idiot.”