Chapter 42

Once he was rinsed off as well, Jack turned off the water, stepped around the wall, and grabbed a couple of towels off the warming bar. He wrapped one around his waist and used the other to dry off his lover.

“Thanks.” Tom arched into the warmth of the towel as Jack moved it over his body, and he sighed with pleasure. “This is very nice.”

“It’s more than very nice.” Jack dried Tom’s hair, and his lover closed his eyes, the smile on Tom’s face telling Jack all he needed to know about how much he was enjoying this. He kissed Tom’s ear and nipped the lobe. “One day I want to have a warming bar in our bathroom.”

“Ourbathroom?” Tom raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t be a pain in the ass, Tommy. You know whichever bathroom we’re using is ours.”

“This is true.”

“Damn straight.” He ran his fingertips over Tom’s cheek, feeling the roughness of his incipient beard. He lowered the lid of the commode and draped it with the towel.

“What are you doing?”