“That’s okay, it’s only for one night,” Colin soothed.
“I asked for a roll-away bed, but the bloody drongoes don’t have any left. The room I managed to get only has one king-size bed.”
Martin chuckled. “Looks like I’ll be that rose you talked about a bit longer.”
This at least got Matt smiling. “Sorry, mates. This isn’t how I first wanted you two to see Oz.”
“It’s fine,” Colin yawned. “Just point me at the bed, we’ll have a kip and then we’ll go exploring.”
“After we ring home,” Martin reminded him.
* * * *
“What’s the name of these plants? You see them everywhere out here.” The vibrations from his chest felt soothing to Martin who was leaning up against his man.
“Spinifex, or I suppose more accurately hard spinifex. Awful stuff. About a quarter of Oz is covered in the bloody thing
