Greg looked to the book held out by Theo, shrugged slightly as he didn't recognize it, and glanced away from it back at Theo's face. This close up, Greg noticed that Theo's eyes were framed by rather long lashes, and it made Greg immediately think of a girl's. That thought led him to think of kissing, and Greg's mind took him to that moment when he'd been blunt and asked Theo to kiss him.
Greg paused where he was, enjoying for a brief moment the coolness of Theo's skin against his own. His grip didn't change;his fingers were losely holding Theo's arm. Greg let his forearm rest against Theo, letting their skin touch more and Greg had an overwhelming urge to lean down and press his flushed cheek against that cool skin.
He pushed it away, unaware of his obvious longing, written across his face.
"Of couse I'm hot. I've just come in from exercising," he answered, missing the hint completely, "I should really go shower," he added, reluctant to move away from Theo for some unknown reason. Greg wanted something;he just couldn't identify it or articulate it.