"Yeah. It would be. If I hadn't been watching the men's competition." Brian gave Tam a wry smile, then moved past her to plunk down on the couch again. "No boobs to be seen." Actually, he'd been reading a magazine at the same time he'd been watching -- he wouldn't really have noticed the boobs anyway.
He cocked an eyebrow at her when she stomped her foot. Clearly he had no say in the matter, which was why he was reaching for his socks and shoes. Brian opted for sneakers instead of his nicer shoes he wore around when meeting with clients. Besides, he hated the things.
"Oh I have no doubt. How often are things boring when you're around, Tam?"