Chapter 3
Saturday afternoon saw Luke in Manchester city centre doing last minute shopping for his outfit and still pondering the possibility of more no strings s*x with Max. He was wondering if maroon converse to match a maroon shirt might be a bit overkill, or a bit dark given the blazing hot weather, when a voice rang through the shopping centre.
“Podge!”
Luke thought about just lying down and dying on the spot, and about running away, but turned to face his tormentor and was stunned to see Alexander heading his way over the concourse.
“It is you! f*****g hell, what happened to you? You’ve nearly disappeared.” He was looking Luke up and down with an incredulous, but faintly admiring look.
“Yeah? Thanks. Lost a bit of weight, you know.” He patted his flat stomach and noted that Alex
