Grayson Pov
*Warning, s****l Content*
This...this was a really f*****g stupid idea.
I stared at Zain wide-eyed as he started to take off his pants, taking in the deep blush on his face despite the overly confident words. I had to believe that he was just as nervous as I was; just as shy. Sure, I took off my hoodie, but I still had on my long-sleeved shirt, my pants, everything else as I watched him. He glanced up at me and I jumped, scratching the back of my neck, shy. Why...why was this so hard? I walked around in boxers in front of him constantly, and I’ve seen Zain in his boxers more times than I could count. He was practically always taking his shirt off around me, and now I realized it was probably on purpose to get a rise out of me, the jerk. I could feel goosebumps risin
