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“Any of them.”

I jerk my head toward them.

“I mean, they’re all soft, right?”

I blink. “Seriously? You don’t have any in particular?”

“They all function the same.”

I frown. My forehead crinkles. Maybe the puck hit me instead. “But what do you wear in the day?”

“Any of them.”

“Oh.” I look at his clothes again, then select a t-shirt and sweatpants. “Well, you were wearing this in New Hampshire.”

He grins. “You remember what I was wearing in New Hampshire.”

“Of course. I remember everything.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Luke

Sebastian’s words echo in my mind, and I grin.

He carries the same t-shirt and sweatpants I wore in New Hampshire.

“Raise your arms,” he orders.

“Oh yeah?” My eyebrow slides up.

“Yeah.” He nods firmly.

“Guess I better listen to you.” I raise my arms, and he slides the t-shirt down.

Then he takes my sweatpants and lifts up one my legs.

“I see I’m getting excellent service,” I say. “Must be someone who is excellent at taking care of me.”

“Uh-huh.” He takes my other leg and slides it through the other hole. Then he frowns. “Um.”

“Should I stand up?”

He nods. “Yeah.”

I stand up and he pulls the sweatpants over my legs. The fabric brushes against my nerve endings, and I realize Sebastian is practically kneeling before me. It’s almost like...

Sebastian must realize at the same time, and his gaze falls to my cock. My stiffening cock. His gaze lingers on it, and I smile, waiting for him to once again blush.

It takes three seconds.

Then Sebastian scrambles up, pulling up the sweatpants, and takes several giant steps back.

“The hotel room is big, but not that big,” I warn him.

“Oh.” He pauses, then swings around and glances at the wall. “Right. Of course.”

He glances at the piece of paper Dr. Novak gave him. “I, um, need to give you your medicine and ask you some questions.”