He was in camouflage fatigues, still not wearing the clothes she'd brought for him...
"I guess white isn't suitable for wearing out here, is it?"
"The clothes would get dirty. But the socks and underwear are fine. I put them on."
"Really?"
Adrian Quincy deliberately walked over to her and pulled his waistband down slightly, revealing the elastic band of his underwear.
Claire Sinclair's face flushed beet-red. "What are you doing...?"
'He has absolutely no shame!'
"Letting you check for yourself."
"How childish..." 'Yeah, right! I just saw his abs! Damn, he's sexy. Too bad this isn't the time or place to touch him, or I'd definitely get a handful.'
"Eat something first. I have to head to the front line in a little while. You can go back to Mount Goldspring and continue volunteering. I'll have someone pick you up and bring you back tonight."
