“I’m sure it’s a hardback book. I see a ton of these things a day.” Carey passes the package to Toby, who signs for it.
Toby says, “Would you like a bottle of water?”
Carey thinks about this offer for a few seconds, has lines of perspiration running down and over his handsome face, and admits, “What I’d like to do is have a quick jump in your pool without my DPS bosses finding out.”
Toby is not beneath breaking laws, and getting attractive men in trouble while they just happen to be working their daylight shifts in the scorching heat. Without any inhibitions whatsoever, he reaches out for Carey’s right hand with his left one, tugs him into the air conditioned house, kicks the front door closed behind him, and drops the Amazon package on a nearby reading chair. “Follow me, my friend. I think I can help you with this.”
“Where are you leading me?” Carey asks, cracking his voice, perhaps nervous about the current situation.
“To the pool. It’s exactly what you asked for, right?”