“Hi,” Sophia smiled at P.J, she was nervous but tried to exude the confidence that she usually had even without her heels. There was no reason she shouldn’t do her best to be herself. “Nice to meet you”
P.J. grinned. “Nice to meet you too, sexy klein vroutjie, wow.”
“Oh my fucking god, shut up.” Gabe stepped away from Sophia and grabbed PJ’s hair, dragging him away. “Seriously. Fucking stop. Now.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”