[Men of Mornington 01] • Slow Grind

Only the good die young.

It’s a phrase I wish never existed.

Best mates shouldn’t get cancer, especially terminal at twenty-seven.

And experimental treatments shouldn’t cost a hundred grand. But sometimes life just effing sucked.

Then I got an idea to raise the cash. If a woman could strip her way through uni, we could strip our way to a cure, right? We were attractive Aussie guys, and with the help of Max’s kid sister, we could nail the choreography.

I hadn’t seen Aubrey since she was twelve. She’d gone from a pig-tailed, freckled, tom-boy into the sexiest chick I think I’d ever met. I made a promise to Max to steer clear, but when she was choreographing our routines …

The Men of Mornington were going to heat things up, and things just got a whole lot hotter.