“You’re naked,” I whispered. “Does that bother you?” Nektas asked. “Maybe?” Nyktos turned his head to me. “Perhaps you shouldn’t continue staring then.” “How can I not?” I mumbled. Nektas smirked as he waved a hand. There was a brief, faint burst of light, and then only his upper body was exposed. Loose, linen pants covered the rest. “Better?” “I guess…” I blinked. Was I hallucinating? “I wasn’t asking you.” Nektas turned a pointed stare on Nyktos.