Will hummed thoughtfully. "I don't think I'd like that unless they were of the LSO's quality. Then I could tolerate voyeurs for the sake of the music."
He watched her with hooded eyes. She really shouldn't touch him like that and then step away. Never mind that they'd both teased the other for years. Will chuckled darkly. "There's no reason why you can't have both," he murmured as he accepted his flute of champagne. Sauntering toward the jacuzzi, he shed his outer robes, folding them neatly before laying them across the back of a chair, and loosened his tie to half-mast. Sipping at his drink, he knelt by the tub to activate the jets with a wave of his wand.