Drew made his way to the bathroom, where he was surprised to see a neatly folded towel and a brand-new toothbrush and toothpaste on the counter.
Drew looked at them and then back at Chance.
“My father provided them for you. You can have a shower if you want….” He seemed to hesitate before continuing. “Ezra and my father have gone to run some errands for a couple of hours… no one will bother you.”
Drew just stared at him, unsure of what to say or do, until his aching bladder got the best of him.
He turned to the toilet and did his best once more to ignore the fact he was being watched by his captor. When he was finished, he decided to take the shower. He felt disgusting, and it might be the only chance he got.
Checking on Chance, he saw the other man was doing his best to not look at Drew as he undressed. Drew hesitated and then shrugged and took off his watch and set it on the counter. No sense in worrying about it.
After slipping off his shoes, he pulled off his shirt and then let his jeans drop to the floor and toed off his socks. He turned the water on to warm up and pushed his underwear down as well, then stepped into the shower and closed the curtain.
The warm water felt amazing on his painful muscles, and he couldn’t help but moan as it sluiced over his skin. The heat seeped through his body, loosening tight muscles and easing some of his aches.
Looking over to the ledge, he spotted a bottle of shampoo and decided to help himself. When he opened the bottle, he recognized the smell wafting through the shower but wasn’t quite sure from where.
There didn’t appear to be any soap, so he used the suds from the shampoo to clean himself as best he could and then rinsed off. When he finally felt like he’d dragged it out as long as he could, he shut the water off and reached around the curtain for the towel on the counter.
As he dried himself off, he sighed and wished he had some clean clothes. His were dirty from rolling around on the floor of all the kidnappers’ vehicles.
When he finally stepped out of the shower, he was shocked to see a strange pair of underwear and some socks folded on top of what looked like a T-shirt and a hoodie. His jeans had been dusted off and draped over a towel bar as well.
He looked up at Chance, but the man refused to meet his eyes as he spoke to Drew. “The underwear and socks aren’t new, but they’re clean, and your shirt was kind of torn up.”
Drew just stared at him for a moment before turning his back to get dressed. He pulled the underwear on first then dropped the towel from around his waist before hanging it up and then pulling on his jeans.
He could feel the other man’s eyes burning a hole in his back and turned around as he pulled the T-shirt over his head. Those cool blue orbs stared back at him, and Drew could feel his curiosity building.
“How did you know I was gay?” That wasn’t what he meant to say, but it was what came out.
Chance appeared startled for a moment, and Drew thought he wasn’t going to answer him at first.
“We saw you—” Chance looked down for a moment and then continued, “—kissing a man. We were driving down the street yesterday afternoon when we went into Colorado Springs for some supplies, and you and some other blond guy were making out on the street.”
Chance was blushing furiously as he spoke, and Drew couldn’t help but smile.
It was curious, though. He didn’t really seem disgusted, just embarrassed. When the words he said finally filtered through, Drew started to laugh almost hysterically.
Chance was looking at him like he was going out of his mind. Drew wanted to explain it to him, but he just couldn’t seem to stop laughing.
After a few minutes, he finally got himself under control and grabbed the socks and slipped them on. He looked up to find Chance still staring at him.
“You think I’m nuts, right? What could I possibly have to laugh about in this situation?”
Chance nodded, obviously