Noah took a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation.
He looked at the basin of water and then back at Adam, who was waiting with an expectant, almost predatory gleam in his eyes. "Why do you feel the need to get completely naked just because I offered to wipe you down?" Noah asked, his voice steady despite the flutter in his chest.
"Just take off your trousers and your shirt. You can perfectly well leave your underwear on for this. It isn't a full bath, Adam."
To Noah's absolute shock, Adam didn't respond with a witty remark or a dominant command.
Instead, he pouted. It was an expression so rare on a man of his stature and serious reputation, yet he looked incredibly handsome doing it.
The soft jut of his lower lip and the slight furrow of his brow made him look less like the President of Wesnot and more like a man who simply wanted his own way.
