Dorian wrapped his arms around Bull's shoulders and gave a silvery laugh. He pulled him into a hug. Dorian was dressed only in an ornately filigreed white lounge robe, and a pair of silky underthings. He'd remembered the robe from home, and he'd remembered the silky underthings because Bull had a thing for them.

"Do you want to stay here?" Here would be comfortable, after all.

"You're gorgeous on the beach when it's not cold and overcast with constant rain."