"You're acting like I didn't mostly spend the day behind a desk catching up on Ty's paperwork," Carlos said a bit dryly. But then, he could take a cue from the way Gael was dressed, and he leaned in for a soft kiss before he disappeared into the bathroom to shower, and then into the bedroom to dress.

He wasn't a man who dressed up much - he had a suit or two for when he got dragged to the too frequent balls the Deck had, but his life didn't exactly warrant much in the way of dress clothes. But, he thought, that's where Hadyn tended to come in. Ty used to complain about it, the way Hadyn would come home with this or that, some fashionable something or other for all of the kids. It was almost never really quite Ty's style - he'd inherited Elisha's lack of interest in fashion, in general. But Carlos couldn't complain about it, especially since it meant he could be presentable for a holiday dinner barely over the ten minutes Gael had given him.

He hadn't expected this outfit to be something he put on to sit in his own apartment, he thought as he combed his fingers through his damp and curling black hair and flicked open the top button on his shirt before stepping back into the living room with a raised brow. "And here I was expecting you to be halfway the first course," he said as he slipped behind Gael and wrapped an arm around him.