Chapter 21

Rylan picked up the chest harness and pulled the soft leather between his fingers before setting it down again. “We should probably shower and get changed.” He nodded to the plug. “You’ll put that in?”

“Been thinking about that all day,” Brett said and chuckled. “Go on, shower, I want to go through thereceipts we took from Celia and Clive’s room.” He arched an eyebrow, gave Rylan a serious look, and pointed a finger at him. “No unnecessary touching.”

“Yes, sir!”

Once in the bathroom, Rylan finally stripped off the tight-fitting dance belt. He’d spent a good portion of the day half hard in the thing and it was a relief to peel it off and step into the shower. It’d become habit years ago to wash his belt in the shower since washing machines weren’t always readily available. That task completed he flung it over the curtain rod and turned the soap and washcloth on himself. Once he was clean and rinsed he washed his hair then turned the shower off and shook water from his hair.