Chapter:- 122

"Ethan? Are you okay?" Matthew asked, tearing Ethan from his thoughts.

Damn you burgundy Gucci shirt.

"Yup, just admiring you," he spoke, trying to smother the deep want that was growing in his belly. Ethan wasn't the best orator, but confronted to that shirt, he was usually back to his old incoherent self, stammering half sentences around (that was why he elected to let his body do the talking for him).

Matthew batted his eyelashes, accepting the compliment easily.

"You're wearing a new suit, darling," he commented when Ethan had sat down, eyes riveted to Ethan's chest, "without me having to cajole you in it. Recall me to send something nice to whoever dressed you. Even if truth be told, I'm a bit jealous."

"I never got your obsession with dressing rooms Matt," Ethan joked. Opening his menu, he saw that Luigi had put a small note in it Everything is going right on schedule it said. He smiled.

"Well you're usually half naked in those, I don't see what's not to like. At that point the