Bertie shivered, naked, under a horse-blanket as Jeeves wrung their soaked clothing before draping everything over the empty horse stalls. Jeeves wore the white tablecloth from their picnic hamper in the fashion of a toga; Bertie was quite enjoying the view.
Bertie had to raise his voice over the roar of heavy rain hitting the barn’s roof. “Looks like we’ll be staying here a while.”
Jeeves’ expression was subtly heated as he joined Bertie after hanging the last soggy sock. “I’ve an idea or two about keeping warm, Bertram.”
“Thought you might, Reg,” Bertie replied with a slow, knowing grin.
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Bertie shivered, naked, under a horse-blanket as Jeeves wrung their soaked clothing before draping everything over the empty horse stalls. Jeeves wore the white tablecloth from their picnic hamper in the fashion of a toga; Bertie was quite enjoying the view.
Bertie had to raise his voice over the roar of heavy rain hitting the barn’s roof. “Looks like we’ll be staying here a while.”
Jeeves’ expression was subtly heated as he joined Bertie after hanging the last soggy sock. “I’ve an idea or two about keeping warm, Bertram.”
“Thought you might, Reg,” Bertie replied with a slow, knowing grin.