Jasper

"Why are you being such a dick?" I grunt as I press the weights above my head. 

"Because you act like you have a corncob stuck up your ass this morning." Barrett fires back, standing with his arms crossed, not spotting me like he should be. "You're in a piss poor mood."

I roll my eyes and heave the bar up onto the stand. "I'm not in a piss poor mood. I just didn't sleep well last night." All because I didn't make a move on my wife. I had fully ...