Chapter 44

“Well, you’ll have to, we’re not going for another three months,” I told him.

“I know, I know,” Sam sighed.

“Never mind,” Mark soothed, “It’ll give you plenty of time to learn what ‘you’ve got a nice bum’ is in French, German and…”

Sam leapt on top of Mark and the two began to wrestle.

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When I got home the next evening, I found Mark and Sam in the kitchen, brochures and leaflets spread over the table.

“Where’s my dinner?” I said with mock anger.

Sam giggled.

“Have you decided where we’re going?” I set up the coffee maker and started it going.

“We were waiting for you.” Mark stood, hugged me, and gave me a kiss.

“Thanks, angel. I think the budget will only stretch to somewhere in Europe. Besides, if we’re just going for the week, we don’t want somewhere too far off.”

“Amsterdam looks great,” Sam piped up. “Plenty of gay activities.”

Mark shrugged. “Wouldn’t you want somewhere with a sandy beach and all that?”