“What are you wearing?” He scans over my outfit. I was so comfortable that I’d forgotten I’m wearing the cropped T-shirt and stretchy shorts. I glance down at myself, wondering if I should be self-conscious. I’m reasonably covered except for my midriff, and I guess I’m showing more of my legs than usual. “This coming from a guy who runs around shirtless all the time?” Of course, I kind of like him shirtless and showing off his six-pack abs, but I don’t mention that.
