"What a sweet boy," smiled Jack ending the call and sending a text message. "Oh, Steve, I didn't know you were here." Jack feigned surprise as he knew perfectly well that his colleague had entered the locker room and was now at his locker. After all, he did this show for him.
"No problem," Paxton replied grimly.
He did not do too badly on the track today, but he was not happy with the training. He usually turned up better times. This time he himself felt that something was wrong with his steering feel.
Jack suddenly darkened.
"What's happening?" he asked Steve. "I want to lead you to white passion by pretending to be in a romantic relationship with your boyfriend and you don't even notice. My joke didn't work out at all. "
"Sorry"
"No, don't make fun of this way, or I'm really going to get anxious."
Lambert used the wrong time in his speech. He was already worried.
