Ethan’s pov
“Who is Alex?,” Dominic asked, his voice husky. “Boyfriend?”
I stared at him, unable to process what was happening. “Dominic?” I croaked. “What…what are you doing here?”
“I heard you,” he replied, his eyes were dark with concern. “I was worried. I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
I felt a blush creep up my neck as I realized what he must have heard. “I'm fine,” I said quickly, trying to cover myself. “I was just…uh…working out. Yeah, that's it. Working out.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Working out?” he repeated, his tone skeptical. “Is that what they're calling it these days?”
I turned red. I couldn't meet his eyes, couldn't bear to see the amusement I knew would be there. “It's not what it looks like,” I muttered, trying to tug my boxers back up.
But he stopped me, his
