Lloyd was excited. Still mortified over moaning James' name in his sleep the previous night but Alex had at least not yelled at him for it. As he shooed his work colleagues out of the club with the excuse that he had a guest arriving, Lloyd remained backstage as Alex arrived. Taking off his stage outfit Lloyd changed onto his normal clothes before walking out to the main of the club, searching for his lover.
And there he was! Stealing drinks from the bar no less. Sauntering up Lloyd did at least have a few surprised for him - his small heeled boots being one of them. "Dutch courage for the fuck of a lifetime?" He purred, wiggling up to him before he went in for a kiss.