He’d just put Andy’s sweats down on the table when he’d heard a familiar noise from the bathroom. Andy always sounded sexy as hell when he took that first sip of coffee in the morning. Starting work half-hard for the last two weeks had been killing him, but Scooter couldn’t seem to give it up. He was a pile of bad habits loosely disguised as a responsible adult.
Andy probably didn’t drink coffee in the shower.
And then Andy had made another sound, this unbelievable moan that had Scooter moving before he’d even realized what he was doing. His hand had been nearly on the knob of the bathroom door before he’d come to his senses and fled, closing the apartment’s door as quietly as possible behind him.
Oh, God. Oh, dear sweet Christ. He’d thought Andy’s little coffee moan was hot? That soundwas going to haunt him forever
He lit the smoke and took a drag.