Noah Czerny

Noah snorts softly. "Oh, come on, you Brits don't have a monopoly on it. Tea's fine, I can make it while you cook," he says. Only, when he stands up he realizes he's still just wearing the panties, and his face goes hot. He takes a moment to decide whether or not to sit back down or push through his discomfort.

Screw it, he wore them last night, they're just underwear. Noah walks into the kitchen to find the kettle, lace and all.

"I hope you're enjoying this, over there in your boxers."