He wore a cream-colored suit and a sky-blue shirt, opened casually at the collar.
He was dressed in black pants and a white shirt; the shirt opened at the throat, his hair faintly disordered.
Vests were cut low so shirts could open seductively above them.
He wore a wet shirt opened to the island breeze.
He had on a nice pair of gray slacks, a white shirt opened at the neck, and a leather jacket.
He'd left his shirt opened, too, revealing a wedge of rigid chest and flat belly that made her mouth water.
He wore a tweed sports jacket, matching brown slacks, and a white shirt opened at the collar.
They were accustomed to foreigners who strode energetically along, their shirts open at the neck, perspiring freely.
She unbuttoned her shirt and his eyes opened to a picture from his past, though now hanging a bit lower.
Big Daniel walked down the line and ripped their shirts open from collar to waist, so that their naked backs were exposed.
