“I didn’t realize…you know, you look very nice, Stefan. Very dressy.”
“I wish for you to be comfortable. Myself, I wanted to make a good impression on you. As you did with me the other day.”
The other day Stefan referenced had left Noah more than unsettled. Arriving unexpectedly, having just had s*x all night on the beach, his hair no doubt disheveled, clothes wrinkled, he’d hardly qualified for public consumption. Regardless, Noah thanked him for the nice compliment as he made his way across the open room, finally taking a seat on a square ottoman, putting him on the same level as Stefan. This way he could get a closer look at the man without fear of seeming too forward.
Stefan was very thin, his skin nearly translucent, which seemed unlikely for someone who lived along the shore, but
