Page 74 of The Husband Game

He’d have to ask him when he got home.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“I’m losing my goddamn mind, Taylor.”

Charlie’s best friend gave him an unimpressed look through the video call. “This is your own fault.”

“But why does my husband have to be so unfairly sexy?” he whined as he adjusted his phone in the little stand. He was out on the patio, enjoying the shade and the breezes on a muggy summer day but the lighting was terrible. “And how am I supposed to keep my hands off him when he looks like that?”

Taylor snorted.

Charlie and Dustin had only been married for six weeks but holy hell, Charlie was a mess already.

Dustin clearly had no body shame because he strolled around the bedroom and bathroom nude all the damn time.

He was usually finishing his shower as Charlie was about to get in, and Charlie had been greeted by the sight of Dustin, all water-slicked and soapy, on more than one occasion.

Charlie really hadn’t gotten a good look at Dustin’s body in Vegas, but now he could enjoy some long, lingering looks.

Dustin had the most drool-worthy shoulders and arms he’d ever laid eyes on.

Charlie had walked in on the tail end of Dustin jerking off one morning and oh, the sight of Dustin with a plumped-up cock had made Charlie a little crazed.

And his V-line.

Oh, his V-line was a thing of beauty. His chest was smooth and hairless but there was this teeny-tiny little line of dark hair that trailed south and tempted Charlie to drop to his knees and explore more.

Preferably with his tongue.

Dustin was one of those guys who shaved his face every morning and had heavy stubble by evening and he’d been out in the sun a lot lately, apparently, because he was getting very tan. He looked so good.

“Okay, but did I tell you about the time I got back from lunch with Birdie and Natasha earlier this week and found Dustin on the back patio doing yoga?”

“At least half a dozen times.”

“He doesn’t quite have his full side splits but he’s close and dear God does that give me ideas.” Charlie fanned himself, remembering. “It’s not easy to find a big, athletic man who’s almost as flexible as me.”

“Hey, I get the appeal,” Taylor said with a laugh. “But you’re still ridiculous.”

And Dustin’s smile. Oh, he had the best smile.

Charlie didn’t want to admit what a sucker he was, but every time he made Dustin laugh and smile, a little thrill went through him.

“Dustin is everything I like in a man,” Charlie said with a sigh. “It’s incredibly unfair I have to resist all that.”

Taylor laughed and returned to assembling his lunch. His skating rehearsal had run late so he was multi-tasking during their chat this week.

“You made your own bed there,” Taylor shot back. “You’re the one who set the no-sex rule.”

“I did, I did,” Charlie agreed. “But I can’t go back on that now.”

“You’re whining,” Taylor said drily.

“I’m … pouting.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Hey!” Charlie protested, laughing, and stuck out his tongue. “Rude.”

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