He takes the opportunity to put his own phone aside when she does so he can finish getting his own shirt off--and his belt, for good measure, because there's nobody about for him to scare but Toby and he couldn't care less what that cat thinks.

And he hears her inhale, can tell she's taking in his scent, and his cock strains against the fly of his trousers.

"It's off," he says, a rough edge in his voice. "Do your nipples always get hard so quickly when you're aroused, by the way, or was Saturday an exception to the rule?"