Ethan studied Giles for a moment, not even bothering to hide the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Oh Rupert, I'm rather fond of that last idea." He meant that with all sincerity, too.
He scooped the clothes back into the basket, if only so he didn't have to see them thrown across the bed - Rupert's bed, especially. "I'm sure we could puzzle it out together." Like old times, but without the orgies. Although...
Ethan allowed himself a moment to entertain those dirty thoughts lurking at the back of his mind. Oh, it had been far too long since he'd had a good shag.