Something relatively safe like that.
Safe?
Today
didn’t even touch on the outskirts. This was going to be his step out into the
unknown. But when Phiz turned those hot eyes onto him, it felt more like flight
than fall.
“Take
off your clothes,” he said. “That will make it fair.”
Phiz
frowned, perhaps not sure whether Bryan was joking, but Bryan kept his
expression steady. Phiz nodded and bent obediently to pull off his socks.
Bryan’s breath hitched in his chest as he watched Phiz’s hands slide up his
legs as he straightened again. Phiz moved with nervousness but a lovely grace.
His lower lip was caught between his teeth as if he were concentrating really
hard. He flipped the top button of his low-slung jeans. The worn zip only
needed a tug to make it slide fully open. Phiz gave a wriggle, his jeans
dropped to his ankles, and he stepped out of them. He was barefoot, wearing the
shallow black briefs that Bryan had glimpsed the evening before. His legs were