Chapter 23

“Sexual workouts don’t qualify as real exercise.”

“I haven’t got Speedos yet, and you made fun of my trunks.”

“Go look on top of your dresser.”

Noah left the room again. He came back holding a new pair of Speedos. “When did you find time to get these?”

“I went through the drive-through lane at Wendy’s and made a quick run to Sports Authority while I ate my grilled chicken sandwich yesterday.”

“Thanks.”

“I can’t wait to see you in them,” he said.

Noah stepped into the Speedos and snugged them around his hips.

“Oh… my… God. You’re sexy as hell when you’re naked, but that little bit of cloth adds an aura of mystery, even though I’m intimately acquainted with what’s under there.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Go look in a mirror.”

Noah walked out of the kitchen to do just that. “They do look pretty cool on me, don’t they?” Noah said when he returned.

“Yeah. Let’s clean up the kitchen and go.”

They did just that.