Eli was the kind of person people wanted to look at but felt embarrassed to stare at for too long.
He had practically no visible chest or abdominal muscles, making him look rather frail in his fitted training clothes. Yet, somehow, his waist was so slender that it was difficult not to notice. There even seemed to be a little softness around it, although that might simply have been because he was too thin.
Connor's thoughts wandered in a direction he would never have admitted aloud. He glanced at Eli's waist again, feeling an inexplicable itch in his fingers.
He really wanted to pinch it and see what it felt like.
Beside him, Dominic's gaze lingered on Eli's waist as well, and the smile on his face gradually deepened. "You're right."
