“Take your clothes off.” The words are a gruff demand, and although she raises her brows, for once in her life, she doesn’t question me. I know my eyes are hot on her, unblinking and utterly focused as she stands, then gives her overalls a delicate push down so they spill around her feet. She steps out of them and kicks them to the side. “If you think I’m getting naked in the middle of the day, with you standing here fully dressed, you’re kidding yourself.” I grin. “Here I was hoping that might be something you’re into.” “Get naked or get out, Marcus.” “Brave words from a woman who’s not wearing pants.”
Book:Best Man Speaking