“They are quite cozy. I can’t lie.” Ryan chewed his lip, and then turned back to the eggs. “What?” Fabian asked. “I know I look stupid, but—” “No. I, ah.” Ryan’s face heated. “I’m a little turned on. Seeing you in those clothes. I know that’s awful.” Fabian smiled and sauntered over to him, then wrapped his arms around his waist. “Well, in that case, go team go.”
