“You’re into guys,” she shot back. “Your taste in this department doesn’t count.” Something raced across his expression, and all of a sudden his head was thrown back as he released a deep, husky laugh. “I get it now,” he eased out between chuckles. “I was wondering why you were so comfortable whipping your clothes off in front of me.” “Oh my god,” she rushed out. “I thought … I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?” “You couldn’t if you tried. I just forgot that was … popular knowledge these days.”
