Chapter 31

I stopped near the room’s door frame and asked, “What?”

“You need to stop watching me paint. I’m not a piece of art for you to ogle.”

“You’re my boyfriend. I can do more than ogle you if I want. You’ve given me permission to do naughty things with your body.”

His smile grew wider. “I forbid you to think of me as your sexual toy.” He unsnapped the other denim strap on the overalls. Denim and brass fell to his center. His hairy, pec-hard chest became exposed, as well as his tight looking dimple of a navel, and his constricted abs.

“Are you trying to get in my pants?”

“Something like that.”

“Fine. I’m all for that, but not in this room. Not here. This room gives me the creeps because all I can think about is how Radcliff squeezed the life out of Matty Lavender…and other weird things that cause me to shiver.”

“Understood. Let’s take it to the woods. You know I get off on outdoor sex.”

I agreed. “You’re a horny dog.”

“Woof!”