Sorry about before. I guess I was a little grumpy. Is it too late?” “For?” Geez, Noah was going to make him spell it out? Charlie held up the condoms and lube he’d been holding. “What do you suppose?” “Oh.” Noah blinked behind his glasses, then grinned. “Oh.” Charlie laughed. “Yeah. So, is it too late?” Noah seized the condoms and lube and simply walked down the hallway. Charlie guessed that meant it was not too late. He pulled off his T-shirt as he followed Noah to the bedroom. He watched Noah pull the quilt, blanket, and sheet off his sleigh bed in one swift motion. Charlie kicked off his deck shoes, all the while noticing Noah had tugged off his jeans. He licked his lips, waiting for Noah to remove his snowy white briefs. Noah made short work of it. Last, but quickly disposed of, was Noah’s shirt. Though it was true Noah wasn’t all rippled muscles, he had nicely defined pecs. Charlie’s mouth went dry. Noah ripped open a condom package and glanced at Charlie.
