Bohannon knew he wasn't the most expressive man, and it was more out of habit of hiding how he felt, because that was what was done. He spoke with his fists, and his gun more often than not. But that wasn't what was needed in this situation. So he loosened his hold on those reins and let a his expression reflect how he felt in more than just his eyes.
"Can, but if you don't want me to they can come off." The only times he'd been absolutely bare, since he was last with Mary, was when he had a bath. Even with Lily Bell he'd kept his long underwear on. "Is that what you want? Me in nothing but my skin?" His voice had a hoarse edge to it, as she her hand grazed against his manhood.