“How private do you think it is back here?” He caught Zach’s wrist and pulled his arm closer against Harvey’s body, so he was wrapped in the other man’s embrace. “Because I’m thinking, you in swim shorts, dripping in water, might be irresistible.”
Zach looked up, surveying the perimeter of their yard. “Oh, I think it’s private enough back here. I think somebody would have to climb that tree to get a view of us. But why bother with the swim shorts?”
“As long as you’re not worried about burning your butt, I’m all for it.”
Zach drew him out of the house, pulling him closer to the pool. “I’ll just make sure we make it back and inside to the bed before anything gets burned.”