“Something like that.” Colby steps back. “But since this is all friendship, I guess I better get dressed.” Then the teasing bastard flicks open his towel and lets it fall to the ground. My gaze immediately tracks over him, remembering all those times in the locker room I secretly wished for this to happen. He’s half-hard, his body still as sexy as ever, and when he turns to walk up the hall, displaying that delicious ass, I have to bite my fist against the need. “Put on clothes,” I beg. “Lots and lots of clothes.” “Warm clothes?” “Don’t care. Just lots. Many clothes.” Colby’s laugh rings out
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