“Ah. That’s where I know you from. Mr. Driscoll. I guess I should have recognized the tattoos. Look, Mr. Driscoll—”
Luke gulped and looked up into Nick’s eyes. “Luke, please. If I can’t call you Professor while I’m naked, maybe you shouldn’t address me as a student while I’m naked either.” One corner of his mouth quirked up, in a kind of awkward half-smile.
Evan laughed. Luke had spirit. He could really like this guy.
Nick chuckled and stepped a little closer. “All right, then, Luke. I don’t know how much Evan told you about how we do things, but I’m certainly not going to object to you being here. We have a very open relationship. And I don’t know your feelings about changing plans, but Evan and I have been known to look for a third every now and again.”
Evan’s heart soared. He hadn’t even thought of talking to Luke about a threesome. He hadn’t expected Nick back for a couple of days. “You’d do that for me?”