His top half was clothed, but his bottom half was bare. It wasn't the "no-pants look" some female celebrities go for—he was literally wearing nothing down there.
How did Riley Perry know? Because a pair of light-gray suit pants and a pair of briefs were tossed on the floor beside him. Both garments were discolored in places, as if something had been spilled on them...
"Get out!" The man scrambled to cover himself, managing only to tug the hem of his shirt down over his vitals in his haste.
Riley Perry had been about to leave, but that one word—"Get out!"—ignited her temper. She deliberately let her eyes roam over Samuel Hughes, her gaze full of playful mockery. To be fair, Samuel Hughes had reacted fast, instantly covering himself with his shirt. He was even curled up, keeping things pretty well hidden. 'His thighs are pretty long, though.'
'Besides, it's not like she was built any differently. She really had no interest in looking!'
