Chapter 10. Man-Child

Blake’s POV

Panting heavily, I opened the bottle of water and gulped it down. Just as I got on the treadmill again, I saw Liam stagger his way to the house. A frown settles on my face at the sight of his clothes, which he obviously wore yesterday. Without a doubt, the man had not spent the night in the villa and was just returning.

What kind of grown-up man stays out all night partying like some college frat boy?

I will need to have a conversation yet again with Liam Foster about work ethics. Heaven knows where Robert dug him up from.

After working out for about an hour, I finally called it quits. Only for me to bump into a shirtless Liam mindlessly gulping a bottle of water in the hallway.

As expected my mood was immediately dampened at the sight.

“Hi,” he threw nonchalantly at me.

“Surely you’ve not run out of shirts, have you?” I spoke, showing my disapproval.

He muttered, “Nope.”

“Then explain why you’re walking about