Avery's POV

Jameson noticed the blood stains too so he quickly started to tear the other part of his shirt. I could only imagine how much the shirt cost Jameson but that wasn't the problem. I didn't think that Jameson was selfless until today.

Although he always pissed me off, I couldn't just turn a blind eye to this,

After he wrapped Flair hand's with the cloth, he turned to me, catching me off guard.

"Damn," I sat and bite my lips before turning away hoping that he didn't see me gawking at his abs.

"Are you checking me out?" Jameson asked, deciding not to turn a blind eye to...