Chapter 5

“Well, don’t I feel stupid?” Brandon gasped, between howls of mirth.

“I’m so glad you’re amused by my abject humiliation,” Scott said. “I was scared to death you were gonna notice I was getting a bit turned on and drop me on my ass in the parking lot.”

Brandon managed to get a hold of his giggles, issuing a few snorts. “Only if you’d put up a struggle,” Brandon said. He rubbed tears out of his eyes, leaving a smear over one cheek, then grimaced. “Blech. Ditch water. Gimme a minute.” Brandon got to his feet, peeled off his muck-covered T-shirt, and dropped it on the chair. He headed through a small door and Scott could hear water splashing in a sink.