Ivo comes back to Henry, battered and bruise both literally and mentally and Henry helps put him back together, desperately wishing he could ask him to say, tell him he does him while not ruining their friendship. Ivo thinks there is no way Henry could love him and tries to watch him date. Hilerity, confessions and some exhibtionism ensues. 
Everyone knows they are meant to be and their friends meddling in Henry's dating life is, brilliant. 
Spice, love and friendship, what more could you ask for in a relationship (or a good book)?