The image his mind came up with made Doren cringe. Damn. August would need something to wear! There was no way his assistant was walking into an event like that looking like he was going to Cousin Billy-Bob’s wedding. Linen. Maybe a nice light wool. Something that would drape over August’s smaller shape properly. Something tailored, of course, form-fitting to show how slim and defined his body was. He’d definitely need something nice and snug over the ass.