As for Ryan Sterling, he had indeed just been in the shower.
Harry Quinn had also come to Kyro, bringing his younger sister along, and had just been clamoring for a showdown in the pool.
"Ry, you're handling business all day. How do you still find time to work out? I hired a personal trainer and trained my ass off for a month! And I still lost to you!"
Harry Quinn finished rinsing off first, grumbling indignantly as he toweled his short hair dry.
Ryan Sterling was quick to shower as well. He came out with a white bath towel tied around his waist, his chiseled abs so prominent that even Harry, a man himself, couldn't resist wanting to reach out and touch them.
But Ryan dodged him.
"Tsk! We're both men, what's the big deal with a little touch? Don't be so possessive!"
"I'm spoken for."
Harry Quinn froze for a second, then it suddenly dawned on him. "Huh? You two... did it?!"
