"Are you going to come with us? Become a pair of jogging husbands?" he imagines he'll still find a way to strain his body, but at least he'll get to see Aramis in all his glowing, sweaty glory. That said, he'll also have to jealously fend off all those who realize what he's got. "I might like that," he muses. "And lifting up our petit Ana will be weights, enough."
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