Except focusing on Ryan when he was starting to feel nicely relaxed from the beer, meant noticing the way the denim stretched across his thighs and wondering why he hadn’t checked out Ryan’s ass when he’d had the opportunity.
“Can you keep a secret?” He didn’t wait for a response, because he was going to tell Ryan anyway. “Half the reason I tried out for the show in the first place was because I knew that if it took off, I’d get to do cons like this.”
“Really? So have you gone to cons as a fan?”
“My dad took me to two when I was a kid. He was a huge Xena fan, and there was no way in hell he’d ever let my mom go with him.” Johnny grinned at the memory. “I was his bait to get extra time with Lucy when it got to his turn in the autograph line.”
Ryan’s laugh was a deep, warm sound. “Did it work?”
“Yep. Which is why I got to go the second time, too.”
“Just out of curiosity, what would it take to get extra time with you in the autograph line?”