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He laughed, head back, mouth wide, a sound so joyous it seemed to make the day brighter. "I'll

be hiding myself against your gorgeous body."

"No," Doyle said.

"And are you going to do anything picture-worthy?" Rhys asked, hands on his hips. He was

totally comfortable nude. His body language never changed no matter what he was, or wasn't, wearing. It

had taken two days worth of arguing to get Doyle into the thong bikini bottom he had on. He'd never

participated in the court's casual nudity.

Doyle stood, and the front of the suit was tiny enough, and close enough in color, that I could see

Rhys's point. If you didn't know how magnificent Doyle looked nude, you might think this was it, at a

glance. From the back he looked almost as nude as Rhys.

"I am wearing this, and I am in public view."

"You're cute," Rhys said, "but if we want the tabloids to stop trying to snap pictures through the

bedroom windows, we need to play fair with them. We need to give them a show." He spread his arms

wide when he said the last, turning his back to me so I got the full view of the back of his body. The view

was better without the bathing suit to break up the clean, muscled lines of him. He still had a wonderful
ass, unlike some bodybuilders, who've taken the lack of body fat to a point where there is nothing soft on

their bodies. You need a little softness to hide the lines of muscles, or it just looks wrong.

I could hear the helicopter now. "We're running out of time, gentlemen. I do not want to go back

to having the photographers camped out in the trees outside the wall."

Rhys glanced back at me. "If we don't give the first tabloid a good show, they'll tell the rest that

we lied, and we'll have them climbing all over us again." He sighed, and not as if he was happy. "I'd rather

flash my ass to the entire country than have another photographer break his arm falling off the roof."

"Agreed," I said.

Doyle took a deep breath in through his nose and let it out slowly through his mouth. "Agreed."

How little he liked it showed in the lines of his body, the way he stood. If he couldn't act better than this,

Doyle would have to be excused from future photo opportunities.