"It's two o'clock in the afternoon," Ray pointed out. Despite the protest, or maybe because of it, he shifted up the rest of the way into Asher's lap, so that there was no 'practically' about it anymore.

"Wouldn't you rather go fishing?" Now the tie was out of the way, Ray set about unbuttoning the collar of Asher's shirt and the first couple of buttons. "Read a book? Take a nap?"