He felt hands at his shirt, fumbling with the buttons. Karl pulled back to see Deepan’s fingers struggling to undo his shirt. For a nurse, his hands were shaking. Karl grinned and swatted his hands away.
“Let me.”
Watching Deepan’s expression, Karl unbuttoned his shirt and tugged it off his wrists, dropping it to the floor. Deepan’s eyes went wide as they drifted over Karl’s bare chest. He licked his lips, which had Karl’s lust flaring bright once more. He reached for Deepan’s T-shirt.
“Your turn. I’m not the only one who’s going to be naked.”
Deepan grinned.
“Get yourself naked. I’ve got this.”