Once the coast was clear the frenzy resumed until their were both spent, and luckily Gael had a spare shirt in his bag to help with cleaning themselves up...which they could do in a moment he thought as his chest heaved.

"I'll have to thank your sister," he managed to get out against Carlos' still clothed shoulder as he slipped his hands over Carlos' body beneath his damp shirt. "I mean....really. If she hadn't been so damn slow in getting out." Because this had been well worth dealing with the upper class-men and their endless love triangles.