Whoa, this isn’t the Training Center, you know,” I tell him. “There’s a certain level of clothing etiquette in this house, and you’re currently violating it.”
He reaches for his jacket. “I believe you’re the one who tore my clothes off in the first place, and now you’re complaining?”
“Trust me, there was no tearing involved. You’ll have to get that fantasy fulfilled somewhere else.

Author: Rachel Morgan