Chapter 18: Nettle Soup and s*x ToysZachary opened a new package of large paper cups and placed them on the table for Jen to take. Almost everyone had a cup of nettle soup while they stood around and waited for Tristan and Tom to light the bonfire.
“Who are you waiting for?” Jen gave him a quick glance before handing over a cup of soup to a woman Zachary vaguely recognised.
“No one.”
“Bullshit. Every time a car pulls up, you practically rush over there.”
“I do not.” He couldn’t help but smile, though. He’d hoped John and Timothy would be here, but considering John had his breakfast at the café before opening hours, he doubted they would be.
“He’s never showed up on any holiday.”
“No, I know.” He frowned as Andre opened yet another beer. He glared in their direction, and Zachary suppr
