“Earth to Pete?” Bear said.
Pete realised Bear was holding out a pair of briefs to him. But instead of taking them, he asked, “You wear leather?”
“Huh?” Bear looked first at the plaid cotton underwear then back at the wardrobe. He turned around and took out a heavy black leather biker’s jacket, with innumerable silver zips.
Pete itched to touch the jacket, smell it, even taste it. But knowing Bear would think him weird, Pete just nodded approvingly at the magnificent garment.
“An ex-boyfriend and I were into the leather scene for a while. Still got the Kawasaki in the back of the garage. Not that I get much of a chance to ride it these days.”
“Oh, right.” Pete felt a flash of disappointment mixed with desire, as well as a healthy dose of anger. Why was he angry? A guy as sexy as Bear
