Chapter 8

Lee forces a grin as he follows Chris.“I sure hope you’re not planning on putting a butterfly smack in the middle of my chest,”he says,trying to lighten the mood between them.Why does he feel awkward all of a sudden?He’sbeen alone with Chris before.Hiding his true feelings for his friend has become second nature to him now.“Maybe something cool,like a torn wound with a beating heart exposed,or ribs,or something that’s not quite so girly,you know?”

With a laugh,Chris disappears behind the screen.Lee follows,but before he can take a seat in Chris’s chair,his friend shakes his head.“Jeans come off.No chest tat for you today.I’m going lower.”

Fear seizes Lee’s heart.God,with the hard-on he’s sporting?Oh,hellno.Grasping at his belt buckle,Lee starts,“Chris,I don’t think—”

“Come on,”Chris cajoles.“Don’t get all shy on me now.Unless you’re going commando again?”

“No,I’ve got on skivvies.But—”

Chris shakes his head.“No buts.Take it off,sexy.Let me see what we’re working with here.”