Chapter 9

Craig paused in the doorway of his room, sweeping his gaze over Roy from head to feet. He nodded at last. Then he began to undress, scattering his clothes on the floor. From the tidiness of the room, Roy knew this was a change from his common habit. That puzzled him, but only for a minute.

With a sweep of his hand, Craig indicated the mess. “Pick them up. Put them in the basket.”

With a jerk of his head, he indicated the wicker basket just inside the half-opened closet door.

It was awkward to pick things up with your hands locked behind your back, but Roy managed to comply. He would crouch and twist, capture a garment in one hand, and then carry it to the basket. When he was done, he turned to await further orders. Now Craig was also nude, and Roy couldn’t take his gaze off the other man. Dressed he was gorgeous, but naked and aroused, he was magnificent.