One thing about Simon was that he was big. Not just big in his presence, either. He also worked out quite a bit to keep himself in shape.

At present, you were sitting on the side, watching him bend over to get some water, shamelessly ogling him for the hundredth time.

"Got something to say?" His deep, smooth British accent startled you out of your thoughts. He was standing over you, sweaty and looking like an Adonis.