The moment Vic entered the gym, his lover sensed his presence. Like an overeager puppy, Matt’s thoughts bounded into Vic’s mind, excited. ::What are you doing here?::
::Working out,:: Vic replied as he headed for his locker to deposit his gym bag and street clothes. ::I’ve got a bit too much strength this morning, for some strange reason.::
He sensed Matt’s slow grin in his mind. ::Imagine that. Stop by my office, we’ll try for something different. No one’s here yet.::
::I don’t need gills,:: Vic reminded him. ::I’ll swing by before I leave, promise.::
::You better.::
In the weight room, Vic stopped at the rack of disc-shaped iron plates that hung on the wall. The heaviest plate was a mere hundred pounds, but since Vic had started dating Matt, he’d coerced the gym into stocking m
