The first one asleep, Rudy was also up before Gideon the next morning, in the kitchen making French toast when Gideon entered. “Wow!” They’d showered together, but had dressed separately, to surprise one another in their Mismatch Day attire. “You do play to win,” Gideon said.
“You didn’t do too poorly yourself. Though it took you long enough.”
Gideon had chosen all plaids. With gray, black, and white fleece pajama pants, he’d paired a brown, orange, and burgundy plaid shirt, over which he’d added a yellow and black buffalo plaid robe. Completing his look were purple and lime argyle socks, with a Burberry slipper on the left foot and one of Frank Funn’s shoes on the right. “I was trying on shoes. A lot of shoes. Then I got a hard-on.”
“Nice.” Because of Rudy’s wide smile, when they kisse
