" Finn?” Al asked in a husky voice. She blinked big gray eyes at him
from where she lay wrapped up in Daniel. Her hair was all tussled,
and there was a general well-fucked appeal to her.
He was nowhere near as immune to it as he would have liked. Which
pissed him off.
And she wore his t-shirt, having gasped words along the lines of
“God”, “yes”, and “Daniel” before slipping into it.
“What’s wrong, Finn?”
His. Shirt "

― Kylie Scott , Flesh (Flesh, #1)