“What in the holy hell is that?” Matt pointed to the upper right corner of his screen and frowned.
“It’s a life jacket.” Lance stood up and pulled it off the wall sconce to the left of his bed. He wasn’t sure why he’d hung it there, but had probably just figured it out. He slipped his arms through and pulled it closed in front of him, doing a quick half-turn to each side while he batted his eyes and sucked in his cheeks. By the time he asked what Matt thought, he was laughing, tears streaming down his red face.
Lance hung the life jacket back up and sat a little farther away on the bed. “I didn’t think it was that funny-looking.”
“Oh, man, you should be in one of those charity things where they auction off the men for a night. You’d be a top-earner.”
“Maybe I will.”
Matt was still giggling as Lance told him about the Rose City Paddlers, and then about his adventure at the outdoor store.
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