"Ok, ok, fine, I'll grant you sun, but what's this shit? Nothing wrong with our food. You've been living on it for a bloody long time."
He was still smirking, even as he wiped at the corner of his mouth. Now that he knew that Higgs was not just into girls, he couldn't stop thinking about it. Fuck, this was a bad idea, and he wasn't even drinking Firevodka.
Terence hadn't just brushed his words aside, and he raised an eyebrow. Seriously it had only been a claim for Higgs to deny, and they'd be done with it. Yet the idea of fucking Higgs again was one that he couldn't deny was ripe for another go. "Never let it be said I don't make good on promises," he retorted, a hint of something a little... darker in his voice.
But when they actually acknowledged it, he chuckled. "Then why are you looking at me as if you think it's a good idea to do it again?" Daphne knew when he shagged other women - that damn bond. So why couldn't he have a bit of fun. At least he knew that with Higgs, it was never going to get out.