Chapter 5
As Corey dressed, he kept an eye on Ian’s stiff back and wondered what he’d said or done to piss off his friend. Nothing he did this morning could bring a smile to Ian’s face. Corey felt horrible enough about the girl last night, and leaving her in the room alone, and not having the guts to kick her out himself, and just a small grin would be enough to brighten his day. Just a tiny smile to know Ian wasn’t thinking the same terrible things about him Corey thought himself.
Maybe it was that watching him dress thing, but when the towel fell away from Ian’s waist, Corey couldn’t not look. He had seen the smooth, pale flesh and his mind just went blank. He couldn’t look away from the round buttocks, so girlish, so meaty, or the curve of skin, the strong legs, the…
Stop it. This is
