“Almost an hour.” Rain smirked. He loved teasing Tristan. “As you can see, Pip ate his shoes.”
Tristan grinned and his smile made Rain hot around the collar. “Yeah?” Tristan looked at Pip with a tilt of his head. “Is that true?”
Pip chuckled and squeezed his hands together, clearly a little overwhelmed with the spontaneity of the situation.
Tristan’s expression changed as he eyed Rain. “You look great,” he whispered, leaning in a little. “I love pink on men. It’s empowering, don’t you think?”
Rain tried to keep his composure, but couldn’t. “Thanks,” he muttered, his cheeks burning. “You look amazing, too.” His eyes lingered over Tristan’s bare chest. What a body Tristan had. His chest was smooth and defined, with just a touch of dark hair between his pecs and below the navel.