“The blue shirt,” Brody said to Sage the following evening.
“No, the dark green one,” Jon told him.
They were sitting on Sage’s bed as he got ready for his date with Mike.
“How about I go with basic white,” Sage said.
“Too…formal and conservative. This is a date, not a business meeting.”
“I hope,” Sage muttered. He closed his eyes, reached into the closet, and grabbed a shirt. “You both win,” he said, holding out a teal one.
When Sage stood there, waving it, Jon said, “Putting it on might be a good idea. You’ve got a nice chest but…”
“You can’t see his butt,” Brody stage-whispered.
“Guys, you’re not making this any easier,” Sage told them as he put the shirt on and tucked it into his slacks.
Brody smirked. “We’re only trying to get you to relax. You’ve got five minutes until he’s
