Luka bent over to tie his shoe, and Jacob nearly did a spit take. He choked as he tried to keep the water from flying from his mouth. Fuck, the man was hot. He watched Luka stand up and roll his shoulders.
“You in pain?”
Luka turned, surprise on his face. “No, why?”
Jacob pointed at his shoulders.
Luka chuckled. “No, not pain, really. Just slept funny last night. Actually, I have to knock off a little early. Do you want to take a look at the wiring?”
Jacob shook his head. “I wouldn’t even know what I was looking at.”
“I’ll have to teach you one day,” Luka said, his voice low.
Heat spread through Jacob and he fought the urge to run to Luka. Instead, he blurted, “Why?”
Luka tilted his head. “Why what?”