Without Fear - Reese Knightley Page 0,17

touch, and the man’s friendship was one Macy would forever cherish.

He smiled and moved to the closet to select something to wear.

“Ah, yes!” He snatched up the hot pink swimming briefs. “This will do the trick.” He would take Logan’s mind off questions and put it on something else entirely.

Stripping, he tugged on the shorts and adjusted his package. Smiling in the mirror, he turned this way and that before he selected a sheer, white cover up and slipped his arms inside. It billowed open, showing off his slender frame.

The knock on his door was almost expected and he smiled with glee when he yanked it open.

Logan’s eyes widened and swept over his body.

Macy turned away from the yummy hunk and sauntered to the mirror. He lifted his arms so the billowing sleeves of the cover up fell away. Trying to keep his eyes off the miles of muscles on Logan’s bare chest, he made quick work of his long hair by braiding it and tying it off at the end.

“I see you found something to wear.” He eyed Logan’s pale blue board shorts.

Logan cleared his throat. “Yeah.”

“Each room has a selection of clothing, so if what’s in your room doesn’t fit, you might be able to find something else.”

“Yeah.”

The one word responses had him grinning. His plan was working perfectly. Smoothing lip gloss over his lips, Macy then turned to walk toward the door. Logan didn’t move when he approached.

Tipping his chin, he slid up next to the hunk and made extra sure to brush his body against Logan’s on his way out the door.

“You are not coming in the water!” he called out, swinging his hips as he walked away.

He could feel Logan’s eyes on his backside.

Logan

“What? Why?”

He frowned and hurried after the vision in pink and white.

“Because of your wound.”

He glanced at the bandage on his arm. Damn it. He’d completely forgotten about it.

Macy disappeared through the door to the pool and then sang back, “You can watch!”

And watch he did.

To save his life, Logan couldn’t take his eyes off of the butt bouncing in those pink short shorts. Nor the way the water slipped over the man’s sleek skin. Black hair became even darker from the water and he wondered how it would feel all silky and wet.

When Macy flipped over and swam on his back the length of the pool, Logan was fixated on Macy’s firm six-pack. Macy was compact, yet tall and in ripcord shape. He’d known it by looking at him, but he hadn’t known just how much until he saw him almost naked.

“Logan?”

“Yup,” he drawled with a start and shifted in the lounge chair.

“How long did you stay in?” Macy was hanging onto the pool’s edge and gestured to the tattoo on his right arm. He glanced down at the combat patch design he’d had inked on his right upper arm.

“I did three tours in the Army before calling it a day.”

“That’s a long time.”

“It is.”

“Just how old are you?”

He squinted at Macy. Had there been an inflection in the word “old”?

“Forty-five, but you already know that,” he said with a pointed stare at the smile toying on the man’s full lips.

“Do I?”

“Yes, didn’t we already have this age discussion?” He frowned, remembering that at one point over the past several months, Macy had bitched at him for mentioning their age difference. Now the man was bringing it up again? He scowled.

“If this is your way of keeping me at arm’s length, it’s not going to work.”

Macy poked his tongue out at him and then smiled. “Can you make me a coffee?” The man pointed at a small bar along one wall to what looked to be a single serving coffee maker.

“What do I get if I do?” he hedged.

Macy’s eyes narrowed rather slowly and a bit dramatically. “A pleasant evening?”

He snorted on a chuckle and stood. Noticing the way Macy’s eyes were locked on him, Logan stretched and flexed before sauntering over to the table. Confirming the fact that Macy didn’t mind his age at all.

“And lots of cream!”

“I know how you take your coffee,” he grumbled. He couldn’t count how many times he’d hunted down Macy at Herman’s Coffee Shop when the weather kept the young man from eating lunch at the park.

“Progress.” Macy laughed and pushed off from the edge of the pool and swam a lap before drifting back toward the edge.

“What does that mean?”

“You remember what I like.”

“What is this? A test?” he complained and sat the

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