Not just that, but he thinks if Clay had found any of them fucking, he wouldn't have hesitated to shoot their dicks off just so he didn't have to hear it. He knows Roque had threatened him to keep his women out of the team houses for that same reason, so there's little doubt in his mind.

He tips his head to the side and starts reading through it. He'd glanced at it, but after sending Jake a quick snapshot of his face, he hadn't gone through it in depth. Seeing it now like this, his face lights up with amusement, even if it's also a little smug.

"Silky hair," he reads. "Not sure I'm a statue. Not tall enough." Tall, but not tall enough, to him.