“Your wife has beautiful taste in furniture, but the bones of the house need some updating.”īrent walked back to the bathroom and immediately started writing stuff down as he walked. “I see what you mean,” Brent said looking around. “This way,” I gestured as I led him down a long hall and into our room. “Now how do we get to your bedroom from here?” he asked. It was weird because we have physical contact all the time at the gym helping with weights and exercises but this was different. I felt a weird tingling go through me when Brent touched me. “Guys can get married now, Evan,” Brent laughed loudly and put his hand on my bare shoulder. “I saw the wedding ring and just assumed.” “Oh, I didn’t know you were gay,” I said. “My partner and I walk around nude or in underwear most of the time.” “Yep, you know how it is,” I laughed back. I’d been out of the shower for 30 minutes and had just been straightening up the house. Truth is, I wasn’t really sure why I was still wearing a towel. “OK, so thats why you’re walking around in a towel?” Brent asked with a laugh and a quick swat at my big ass. “No, my wife is in London for business for two more weeks,” I said looking at Brent. “Am I finally going to meet Sydney today?” Brent asked looking around. “Come on in,” I said as I moved to the side and let him brush past me. I looked down at his nipples like I always do at the gym. “Hey, Brent,” I said as I shook his hand and pulled him in for our normal bro hug. My wife wanted the whole house redone, but we planned to start on our primary bedroom, bathroom and closet.īrent rang my doorbell shirtless with only sneakers and a short pair of athletic shorts that showed off his thighs - basically, he was dressed like he always was for the gym. A guy from my Crossfit gym named Brent said he owned a home renovation business, so I asked him to come take a look at my house for a possible bid on work.