He didn’talwaysthink of himself as hot, but the way Flynn was looking at him, he felt that way now. Flynn had a way of making him feel attractive, and desirable, and he would have been willing to bet that people had slept with him for that power alone.
Not that there weren’t multiple good reasons to sleep with him.
“I can’t exactly disagree with that,” Flynn said. “Especially not while you’re within arm’s reach,” he added, eyes lighting up with mischief.
“I wouldn’t hit you,” Zach said. “Imightuse all the hot water, though.”
“Guess I’ll just have to shower with you.” Flynn rolled onto his side, squeezing Zach’s hand. “Thank you,” he added softly.
“For what?” Zach asked, frowning.
“For being kind to me,” Flynn murmured. “Means a lot.”
“Anytime,” Zach promised.
His hand felt cold instantly when Flynn let go of it, rolling out of bed and stretching his arms high above his head. Everything about him was hot, and Zach took the opportunity to get a good look, his mouth going dry and the faintest stirrings of arousal heating up the pit of his stomach.
“I’m gonna grab a washcloth. I’ll be back in a second, and we can think about round two.”
Round two.
Zach couldn’t stop himself from smiling at the thought of that. He could definitely have gone again, and he was thrilled that Flynn was up to it as well.
“I’ll be right here,” he promised, rolling onto his back and folding his arms under his head.
This was going to be one hell of a night.
