Confused, unsure of what was happening around him, Burke held up a finger. “Colby, hold on. Give me a few seconds.” Then he bolted out of the foyer/living room area, up to the second floor.
It took Burke just a few seconds to retrieve a cotton towel from the bathroom and return to the foyer/living room area. Colby had already removed his shirt. The T-shirt had turned into a wet ball in the man’s right hand, which he dropped to the foyer’s floor.
“Thanks for the towel,” Colby said, reaching for the cotton.
Burke watched Colby slowly drag the towel over one solid pec, then the other. He moved the cotton fabric along his nicely constructed abs and over both shoulders. Then the guy wiped down his back, flexing every muscle in his torso, showing off one underarm area, then the other.