Grey stood and began undressing, but Lord Jethro immediately stopped him. "What are you doing?" he asked, eyes narrowing with a mix of anticipation and warning.
"Getting undressed so I can give you my clothes, and you should do the same," Grey replied, tugging at the hem of his shirt, already halfway out of it.
"If you dare undress in front of me, I doubt there will be going out at all. You might spend that time in bed… under me," Lord Jethro said shamelessly, his voice unreadable. "It's already hard looking at you through clothes." A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he added the last part.
"Is there a second when you aren't a pervert?" Grey asked, scolding, though his tone wavered, betraying the fact that Lord Jethro's words had already stirred something within him.
His body betrayed him before his mind could catch up.
