He flushed, impulsively shed all his clothes, and returned to the bedroom.
Luke had turned on the bedside lamp and waited for him in bed, the sheet pulled up to just below his navel. His chest was bare, silken, and his pecs stood out in sharp definition. Pert salmon-colored nipples stood out in the slight chill, just begging to be tongued. The sight made Hunter’s mouth water.
“Come here,” Luke whispered.
Hunter approached the bed, switching off the lamp as he got closer. “I told you. I like it dark.”