Chapter 82

Jasper

"Why are you being such a dick?" I grunt as I press the weights above my head. 

"Because you act like you have a corncob stuck up your ass this morning." Barrett fires back, standing with his arms crossed, not spotting me like he should be. "You're in a piss poor mood."

I roll my eyes and heave the bar up onto the stand. "I'm not in a piss poor mood. I just didn't sleep well last night." All because I didn't make a move on my wife. I had fully planned on it, but when we'd gotten home, I was annoyed at having been forced into an evening with my grandfather. 

Something about fucking her after being with him tainted the plans I had. Daisy had looked disappointed when I hadn't touched her. Part of me felt like an ass, the other part knew it was the right decision to make, even if it wasn't the easy one. 

"How was last night?" he asks as we switch places.