Chapter 7“And Digby really did this?” Theo had heard August step out of the shower, and he was now calling through the door to him. “He must have been a braver man than me.”
“Every year.” Growing impatient, Theo tapped on the door before pushing it open and found August studying himself in the mirror.
“When you knock, it’s customary to wait until you are invited in.”
“Just trying to get you used to people looking at you.” Theo came to stand next to him, turning and leaning on the counter so he could look him up and down. “You are jaw-dropping.”
That made August blush.
“In fact.” Theo reached out to tug at his c**k, and August slapped his hand away.
“We can’t. I’ll go out there looking…wilted.”
“Hon?” Theo hopped up to sit on the counter. “It’s barely fifty degrees out there. You’ll
