He might have made a fuss about it under most ordinary circumstances, but Asher didn't even flinch, easily ignoring the damage to his shirt. It wasn't like he missed it all that much once the entire shirt was gone.

Fangs bit down gently on Ray's bottom lip, his fingers slipping into his belt loops before he pulled back and started tugging him further into the cabin of the boat. "Stairs," he warned, descending the three steps ahead of Ray and turning toward the room on the right, stepping out of his shoes before he hit the door.