‘Ridiculous’ isn’t exactly the first word that comes to Michael’s mind. He raises his eyebrows and reaches out to curiously run his fingertips over the band of black fabric that cuts across the middle of Lee’s back. There are three little clasps in the middle. Guys are always complaining about how hard these things are to get open. He’s never had to try.
“This is new, right?” he asks. He’s pretty sure it’s new. “What’s it like, is it comfortable? I had to study these things a lot, you know.”