A grin fixed itself to Colin’s lips and he turned to greet him. The words dried up on his tongue the second he got a look at him. Because Colin had never seen Dexter in a suit before and it really took every ounce of willpower he had not to climb all over him. No, really, he actually got a semi just looking at him. He might not have been a horny teenager, but Colin felt like a horny teenager.
“What?” Dexter asked. He scanned over his body like maybe he’d put his shirt on backwards.
No, no. Nothing out of place. Everything looked perfect and beautiful. He wore black on black, tie done up perfectly, tattoos on his neck just peeking out of the collar of his shirt, jacket pressed neat and nice. He looked like a million bucks. Not like Colin, all awkward and stiff and uncomfortable.
“Okay, p
