"Are you a dog?" Jonathan shook him off and lightly slapped his face. "Bad puppy. No biting or I'll have to collar you."

Not the least intriguing thought that had ever entered his mind. Jonathan shifted a little, just enough to pull him up a few inches so he could tie the loose end of the tie to the headboard. He made sure the knots weren't within reach and then he sat back, making himself comfortable on the boy's thighs. Which meant that he shrugged out of his suit jacket and put it aside, then he reached for his glasses. He took them off, folded them up and placed them on the nightstand.

"Do you like me better with glasses on or off? People always have opinions on that."