CHAPTER FOUR
“This is a bad idea, Seb,” I muttered under my breath right after I rang the doorbell. My hands felt sweaty as they clutched at the average wine I’d gotten right after I got paid. I figured it would look bad if I didn’t show up with something.
“You are …on time,” George glanced at his wrist watch, a surprised expression dancing on his face the moment he opened the door.
To say I was entranced, would be an understatement. The man was standing before me, looking like a delicious piece of snack. There was no piece of clothing covering his upper body, leaving it a feast for my eyes. His hair was a wet mess, sticking beautifully to his face and that smile on his face, did not make things easier for me. In my defense, I hadn’t gotten some in a good while.
“And you are naked-I me
