“Obviously, that stain is not going to come out like this. You’ll need to take off your shirt and soak it.” His grin is wicked. “You’re trying to get me naked? Again?” He says this far too loud and I’m sure far too many people hear it. I pin him against the tree, clamping a hand over his mouth so no more nonsense can come spewing out of it.
OH BROTHER (yes)
