Chapter 10
“You’re cold.” As adrenaline wore off, Gary shivered. Drake’s skin was positively chilled to his touch.
Drake gave him a little grin-grimace. “Sore, as well.” The man didn’t have to elaborate where. In some obvious places and probably from overtaxed muscles from maintaining such an awkward position.
“Bath?” Gary suggested. Drake took time even over this small proposal. Then he nodded. Stepping out of the shower, Gary ditched the condom and then handed Drake a towel just to keep him warm. He ignored his own chills and began to run the bath. “Share?” he asked over his shoulder.
Another slight hesitation came before Phillip’s nod. Gary slipped into the fast-filling tub. “Got any wet shaving gear?”
“As it happens, yes. I always carry a razor in case the electric one fails.”
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