I shifted the focus until the zoom landed directly over the crotch of his pants and tilted my head. A second later, someone cleared their throat from above me. “Shit.” I slammed my phone facedown in my lap and looked up at the person who undoubtedly just watched me analyze a dude’s bulge. Only, it was much, much worse than that. “Oh—fuck.” “It’s better in person.” Frankie stood above me, smirking.
