Too late, I realized I was only wearing my canary yellow boxer briefs. The snug ones. Great.At least I wasn’t sporting wood, though it was a near thing.
Clearing his throat, Damien continued, “Yeah, uh, I got home and I just hadto hear some Poison. Totally spaced the headphones, man. My bad.” He looked me over again and licked his lips, grinning a little. “Though, if you go to bed like that every night, I might be tempted to forget again just so I can see you in your sexy underwear.”
“In your dreams, metal boy. You may be hot stuff, but it’s never gonna happen.” I rolled my eyes and considered covering my crotch. For all the good that would do. Better to just man up.
“Never say never, Les,” Damien drawled.
We’d done this song and dance before, but I was usually fully clothed. “Look, just try to remember, okay?”
“You forgive me, don’t you?” Damien wheedled, those translucent gray eyes melting my resolve, as usual.