“The chains loosened on one side. No matter what we did, the hoist wouldn’t tighten them back up. They had me hold the damn mess steady by propping up the engine at the bell housing.”
Chris blinked, astonished. “Where the hell did you find the energy to take me out, in this strength-sapping heat, and then fuck me stupid in that position?”
Will didn’t quite smile as he looked up, but it was pretty close. “Motivation. I have always had the best times of my life with you.”
That was unbelievably sweet, and Chris flashed a bashful smile. “Still, we could have just crashed on my sofa and watched a romantic comedy. Less work to do after the day you’ve had. And probably with the same end result.” Chris picked up his own towel and did a cursory swipe everywhere except his back.
“True.” Will stood, legs visibly shaking with the effort. “I was going to make a move on you tonight, regardless of anything else. I was done waiting.”