I back into one of the shower stalls, letting my towel drop. His eyes go wide, then wider, tracking down my body and freezing.
"Holy shit!"
"What’s wrong?" Playing innocent, but I'm already half-hard from kissing, and his eyes aren't helping.
"That's—" He swallows hard. "My god, Gavin."
"What?"
"You know what!" His voice cracks a little. "That's not fucking fair."
I glance down at myself, preening a bit. Yeah, I know I'm bigger than average. Locker rooms teach you that real quick. But seeing Doc's reaction, the medical student who's probably studied anatomy diagrams for hours, looking at me like I'm breaking some medical rule…
That's doing things to my ego.
"Come here," I say again, letting my voice drop.
"You're—" He's still staring. "From an anatomical standpoint, that's genuinely impressive."
"Doc."
"Like, statistically speaking?—"
"Seb."
"The proportions are?—"
"Sebastian."
He finally looks up when I use his full name. "I'm just saying, the textbooks didn't?—"
"Babe. Less talking about textbooks. More getting naked."
"Right. Yes. Fuck." He practically tears at his clothes, still stealing glances. "This is going to be interesting."
"Good, interesting?"
"The best interesting." He stumbles out of his jeans. "Fuck, no wonder you're so confident."
I can't help laughing. "It's just a dick, Doc."
"That is notjustanything." He's down to his boxers now. "That's a fucking weapon."
"You done freaking out about my anatomy?"
"I'm not freaking out. I'm appreciating. There's a difference." He drops his boxers, and my mouth goes dry because he's gorgeous too, smaller than me but perfect, already hard and leaking. "From a purely medical perspective?—"
"Get over here before I drag you."
He stumbles out of his jeans and boxers, nearly falls trying to get his socks off. I catch him, laughing, and then we're skin to skin and holy shit.
"Fuck," I breathe. "You feel..."
"I know." He pulls me down for another kiss. "I know."
The tile is cold against my back, but Doc is fever-hot against my front. His hands are everywhere, my chest, my arms, skating down to my hips. I turn and pull the hot water on, and steam begins to rise around us.
"Up," he demands.
