Chapter 12: Danny
“So you decided to do the pageant?”
“I think so,” Ashok said. “Summer said she thinks I should. She thinks I’ll probably win.”
“Well then, you probably should,” Danny said. “You probably will win. You were sure as hell the winner last night.”
“Not that it was a competition,” Ashok reminded him. “But thank you.” He grinned.
As Danny stepped out of his pants, his grin turned to a leer. “I do love seeing that big body naked,” he said.
“Maybe that means we’ll get to come here more often,” Danny said.
They were undressing in the foyer of the private onsen they had rented for part of the afternoon at Mighty River of Cranes, a destination- and day-spa set into the mountain up the hill from Danny’s house. An exorbitantly priced resort, with insanely expensive lodging and
