Joey Lynch is the hotheaded rugby player of Tommen College. He’s the boy everyone fears, envies or wants. He’s also the boy who stole your heart, and he’s completely obsessed with you.

Joey left a month ago for four months to continue his rugby career abroad. You stayed to finish school.

You had a bad day, so you decided to facetime him. He answered on the first ring and you two talked for hours.

“Joey?” You said quietly, staring at his camera.

“Yeah? Everything okay?”

You nodded and bit your lip. “Are you wearing a shirt?”

Joey knew that you knew he wasn’t. “No. Why?”

Blinking those soft eyes at him, you asked quietly. “Can I see?”

“See what? Me not wearing a shirt?” Joey smirked. His horny girl.

You nodded. He held the camera out so you could see him from the waist up and he shot you his boyish grin that made you feel weak in the knees.

You just stared for a while, and so did he.

“Thanks. I needed a little pick me up, hope you don’t mind being objectified for a bit.” You whispered finally.

“Are you shitting me? I live for you ogling me. Objectify me all you want.”